Novel & Cerita Kiss From A Rose Novel

she compliments. “Thank you,” I say with a wide smile, “I love yours too.” 'The rose,' Atlas reminds me. Oh, right! I hold up the rose for her, “This is for you.” Her gorgeous chestnut eyes light up and she eagerly takes the rose from me and inhales its scent, “It’s beautiful, thank you, Alden.” She reaches up on her tippy toes to give me a kiss, but she can’t quite reach and since I am all for more kisses from her, I happily lean down closing the distance as her lips meet mine. It’s only been a day, but I’ve missed her lips like crazy. I see a flash and hear a mechanical noise, and Sorrell and I both pull back to look towards the source to see Rose fanning a polaroid in her hand.

Rose mumble getting up. Grabbing her arm, I stop her. I slowly got closer to her until her back was against my chest. Moving my hand down, I hold her hand and intertwine my fingers with hers. Rose’s hand was on her chest, and her face was flushed. Moving her hair to the side, I lower my lips and kiss the mark. Moaning, Rose leans her head on my shoulder. Not letting go, I continue kissing her until I felt her knees buckle. Holding her, I turn her around. Her face was red, and she was panting. Grey eyes turning into lust.

Breaking free from the kiss, she looks deep into Blaze's eyes, her voice filled with the weight of her emotions. "What the fuck!" Rose's glare pierces in Blaze's direction, her eyes cold and sharp. His grin widens, reveling in the tension between them. He licks his lips, savoring the taste of their stolen kiss. Just as she watches him turn around and walk away, leaving her alone to wrestle with her emotions, a maelstrom of thoughts engulfs her.

she gasps against my lips, but then quickly melts into my arms, tears still pouring down her face. I feel her arms go around my neck, holding on tightly. Pulling me down more, deepening the kiss. I lick at her bottom lip, and she opens her mouth slightly, my tongue slipping into her mouth. The kiss had turned aggressive, Rose was clawing at my back, her other hand in my hair, gripping it slightly, quickly I picked her up, her legs wrapping around me, she didn't let me pull away at all. All she wanted was my touch.

Rose could have stopped the kiss the moment she realised that her husband was still next to them, but the joy inside her made her curious, and she chose to pursue the kiss till the end. So, with carefulness, she planted tiny kisses all over the man’s lips, her soul hoping his inactiveness didn’t mean that he hated what she was doing. Rose transferred her kisses to his forehead, nose, and neck. By the time she returned to his lips, the man’s hands circled her waist, his breath ruffled the top of her lips, and he made her feel the essence of intimacy with the urgency of his kiss.

Although he was confused and shocked by what he heard from him, he couldn't push him away, especially since he was gradually becoming intoxicated by his kisses. Just for a few moments, Harry pushed him to lie down while he was on top of him while took off his top in front of him, which made Felix bite his bottom lip. Then he kissed him again on his lips and down his neck, while Felix closed his eyes and held to Harry's arms. When he reached Felix's chest, they were both stunned when they heard a loud knock from outside the door. Therefore, they immediately got up with a trace of surprise and wonder on their faces.

His chest tightened, his breath caught, and for a heartbeat the world fell away. He didn’t hesitate. His hands cupped Davina’s face, trembling with reverence, and he pulled her close. Their lips met in a kiss that was not just passion, but a vow sealed in fire and forgiveness. It was raw, consuming, tender, and fierce all at once — a kiss that spoke of battles fought, scars carried, and love reborn. It was twelve years of longing, of battles fought, of wounds healed. The hall erupted in applause, but Damon heard nothing. All he felt was Davina — her tears mingling with his, her smile breaking against his lips, her heart beating in rhythm with his own.

" He grabbed me fiercely by the neck and kissed me hard. "Mmph!" Like two magnets, we were finally drawn together. His kiss was intense and fiery, as if he could not wait to consume me. I rose on my tiptoes, arms wrapped around his neck, eagerly kissing him back. The scents of cedar and rose mingled in the air, creating an intoxicating blend. I lost myself completely in his arms. "Rosalie," He gasped, his sharp teeth grazing the skin of my neck. "I want us to be close, right here."

That was a very bad move, I knew it was but I loved poking the beast. “Your ass always looks nice when you wear pants.” Rose coughed and stood. “I’ll make us breakfast, what are you in the mood for?” I was in the mood for things that didn’t involve cooking. God! What is wrong with me? I’m not a lesbian, I had never kissed any woman in my life until Rose, but you kissed her back. My mind taunted me with the truth. I did kiss Rose and I didn’t know how long the kiss had lasted until I ran off.

Caine slightly bent his head to her height and kissed her neck. “Caine…” Rose moaned in pleasure as she closed her eyes. “Say 'stop' if you don't want me to continue, just say the word and I will leave,” Caine said in a husky voice as he turned Rose around so that she was facing him. He used one of his hands to off the gas cook and engulfed her in a very long, deep kiss. It felt like heaven to him because it had been a long time since he had performed this.