Kiss Me Again The Series Novels & Stories

So, I caress her cheek, and she gently allows me to sit on her lap, my hand around her neck. “We'll make up for what we've lost this time. No more hiding, evading, or cowardice. I'll fight for you. Hmm, I love you a lot...” I murmured this in tears before holding her face and kissing her lips. She answered quickly, "We are now sharing our first real Amber and Esther kiss..." She is softly massaging my back and slowly lifting me, while I clutch my legs to her waist. She's strolling towards her room while sharing a passionate kiss, and I can finally feel the Amber I've been missing for two years!

I said and she just stared at it in shock. “You could have just stopped me from doing this you know. This is not a social service or something for which you are just helping me for doing it properly.” She said, and I chuckled because I expected that. “Type the password.” I said, moving away a little. “You know I need to know what is it before doing it.” She said after she typed 'Satvi', which is definitely wrong. “Again!” I mumbled, and she typed her name again. “Not your name. The password is ‘Again’.” I said, and she nodded before typing it and the metal door immediately clicked and all we have to do is push it a little.

It was a soft kiss filled with passion and love. He slowly pulled away and rests his head on my forehead. "I love you", he whispered. I looked into his eyes trying to know if he was telling the truth. "I have to go", I pushed him away. He looked at me confused while I packed my things quickly into my bag. I made my way to the door but before I could open it he held me back. "Why are you doing this? Why can't you love me back? Why can't you open your heart again for me? Please Bella, please!" He begged

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

It hit the hard floor with a thud, but we ignored it. Mark’s lips started a line of warm kisses from my knee towards my most sensitive place, and I just watched him impatiently. He stopped and gently spread my legs to stand between them. “Do you want my next kiss to be...here?” He teased me, sliding his pointer finger from my knee and down to my core. I gasped with closing my eyes when he reached my clit and made just one circle around it. Just then, my phone started ringing, stealing Mark’s attention.

We say our goodbyes, everything is settled between us and I smile, the line disconnecting. My phone chimes with a message from an anonymous number. I frown, clicking on it to reveal a video clip. That should’ve been the point to turn off my phone, or to delete the video immediately. But curiosity got the best of me, and like they say… it kills the cat. I jam my fingers down on the play button, and watch the video of my boyfriend, Adrian. He’s shirtless on the bed, and in only a tiny piece of briefs. An equally undressed girl clings to his chest, and he holds her.

And he did. They crashed into each other like a wave against stone—needing, claiming, choosing. Clothes dropped to the floor in a trail of surrender. They made love slowly this time—no dominance, no possession—just skin, sighs, and promises whispered between gasps. She touched his scars. He kissed her tears. And when they lay tangled in the sheets, hearts pounding in sync, he turned to her. “I never thought I’d marry again,” he said. “You didn’t,” she whispered.

The voice was deliberately sweet, cloying. Liam didn’t turn. He didn’t react. He didn’t even blink. Agnes smiled faintly, unfazed by the dismissal. She moved closer and sat beside him—far too close. Her strong perfume filled the air. She lifted her hand and placed it against Liam’s chest, her fingers trailing deliberately, possessively. Liam moved instantly. His hand clamped around her wrist before the touch could settle. His eyes finally turned to her—sharp, icy, devoid of warmth.

Her lips parted slightly, giving me access, and I deepened the kiss. I nibbled softly on her lower lip, eliciting a quiet moan from her that sent a rush through me. My body reacted instinctively, and I felt my restraint slipping away. She struggled against my grip, but instead of letting her go, I pulled her closer, trailing kisses down her neck. My lips hovered near her cleavage when suddenly, I was yanked backward. Before I could process what had happened, a fist connected with my face, the impact sharp and immediate. "You bastard, I thought I asked you to stay away from her?" I heard Anderson's voice.

I say turning to her. “You could say that again” her blue eyes gazing into mine. “We should do this again” should I kiss her? I don’t know. “Thank you, for today” she says softly. I place my hand on bare thigh where the slit of her dress is widely open. Her skin is soft beneath my touch. She doesn’t protest. I lean in and stop halfway. She closes in. Our lips brush, just enough to send electricity pulsing through my veins. Then she deepens the kiss. Her hand finds its way to my Jawline and for a minute everything goes away. The plan, the secret, the lies and the car following me.