Novel & Cerita Kiss For Him

I kissed him because I had forfeited my right to stand alone. Dmitri’s reaction was immediate and overwhelmingly complete. For a fraction of a second, I felt his sharp, consuming surprise, and then his hand shot up, abandoning the ledger to cup the back of my head. His grip was fiercely possessive, pulling me flush against his face, deepening the kiss with a devastating, consuming need that mirrored the unspoken terror he had confessed to me. He wasn't taking pleasure; he was accepting the offering.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

I promised, going to the door. “One more thing,” he said, crossing the distance between us and taking me in his arms again. I knew his kiss was coming, but even then, I wasn't prepared for it. He took my breath away, stealing it for himself and making me forget that I had ever needed to breathe in the first place. My knees went weak, and my heart pounded in my chest as my body started to heat. I melted into him, relishing his kiss. This was the way to start a morning. “That's better than coffee,” I gasped when he let me go. He chuckled, obviously proud of himself.

"I am not offering you a chance." She pressed send. All five outlets. Simultaneously. Reiss watched her do it. Did not move. Did not speak. Just watched. Then he reached into his coat. Took out his own phone. Made a call. One sentence in a language Elena did not recognize. Ended the call. Looked at her.

I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more. He fisted my hair in both his hands and backed me toward the sofa. When the backs of my knees hit the cushions, I began to lower myself, and he came with me most of the way until suddenly, he broke the kiss to pull back and study me. The moment my spine hit the couch with my hair splaying around my face, he grinned and set a knee between mine while burying one of his hands in my hair. He began to lower himself on top of me before stopping a few inches from contact. His gaze fell to my mouth. “What’s your favorite movie?”

she whispered, her eyes blazing, grabbing his shirt, pulling him in. She kissed him, fierce, desperate, a fire to shut his doubts. Kai’s hands cupped her face, his lips hungry, their third kiss a surrender to passion. They stumbled to the couch, her fingers in his hair, his hands on her waist, their bodies pressed, the world fading to their need. Her tank top lifted, his shirt unbuttoned, their touches urgent, a line crossed—until guilt surged, the summit, Dante’s scheme, Alessio’s secret a shadow.

Her uncle point at the tv screen and she muttered an ‘ooh’ “So let try it,” He said again. “No...no...what!”Her eyes widened. Though she was naive at the time, but she was smart to know kissing is only between couples. “Common it is fun,” He said and without waiting for her to talk, he slammed his lips on hers. The kiss was slow and passionate and surprisedly, Nana liked it. She reciprocated enjoying what was going on between her and her uncle. He stopped the kiss and stared at her.”Do you like it?”

“Don’t move, I just want to do this for a little bit.” I am nervous, but I am really enjoying this moment. He hooked his phone up to my speaker and hit play. I immediately escape into the lyrics. God, I loved this song before, but now It's going to be my favorite. “Kiss Me” by Ed Sheeran is playing. . He is kissing me, my neck and then my lips. His hands are caressing my chest , my hips, my thighs. He is getting lost all over me. Every time I try to touch him, he puts my hands down. “Let me love you.” He whispers. My eyes roll back, my heart starts beating faster. We have a hard core make out sesh and it is fantastic.

The kiss was a silent declaration, a promise of devotion that resonated deep within her. Kayla sighed into the kiss, savoring the way he always made her feel cherished. Victor’s touch was always reverent, his affection a steady flame that warmed her soul. When they parted, she moved toward Elliot, who smirked and tugged her close, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth before stealing a proper one. His kisses were always teasing, playful, leaving her breathless, a whirlwind of sweet, stolen moments.

" I instantly exclaimed after what he just said. "Girlfriend? But Nate about earlier..." he didn't let me finish my words and kissed me. I hate it when he does that because I couldn't control myself. There he goes again kissing me softly and I lost again. Damn! I never thought I would be this crazy! We were kissing when I suddenly remembered what Kim has said, I broke the kiss and he looked confused. "This is a mistake!" I said and he was puzzled. "Hah? What do you mean?" he asked and I stared at him in the eyes.