Novel & Cerita Kiss Me If You Can

I groaned, covering my face with one hand as he went from humming to singing. “You don’t have to be beautiful. To turn me on. I just need your body, baby. From dusk ’til dawn. You don’t need experience. To turn me out. You just leave it all up to me. I’m gonna show you what it’s all about.” André wiggled a little bobbing his head to the music in his head. Then, Goddess help me, the song actually started playing. I saw a smirking Katrina holding up her phone as I looked over my shoulder. She was now blasting Kiss by Prince.

A sharp buzz echoed from Kany’s tactical belt. Kany pulled out her encrypted phone, her thumb flicking across the screen. The moment she read Bruce’s name and saw his smooth invitation for a drink, her face twisted in utter disgust. She let out a loud, contemptuous hiss that echoed off the steel walls. "Smooth things over?" Kany muttered, her eyes burning with fiery rage. "A raincheck for a drink?" She didn't hesitate. Her manicured thumbs hammered against the screen with violent precision, typing out a scathing reply.

he smirks as his hands find my waist. "I wanna put on a show," I tell him and place my hand on his chest. I hear the song change and smirk once I hear what it is. Kyle looks confused but I drag him over to a table. I climb on to the table and smirk at Kay. She requested This is What you Came For by Calvin Harris.

Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmar las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube) Sube, sube (oh) Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo Que le enseñes a mi boca tus lugares favoritos (Favoritos, favoritos, baby) Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro Hasta provocar tus gritos y que olvides tu apellido Si te pido un beso, ven, dámelo Yo sé que estás pensándolo Llevo tiempo intentándolo Mami, esto es dando y dándolo Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace "bam-bam" Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi "bam-bam"

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

I can live, I can love, I can be better with you For Real I can hear, I can feel, I can see I can tell you are for real. can't smilecan't't dream like a chilCan't't feel safe in this vast world without you can't gocan't't disturb this flocan't't begin to know what I would do can't seecan't't find the strength to be Rather not be me without you can't deal, can't even feel Without you, I'm not real. By the time Kita finished pronouncing her love for Kenneth, there wasn't a dry eye on the beach. As the applause and cheers rang out across the open space."

I simply can’t make that last move to commit. “I…You’re right,” I whisper. “But you have to do it.” Dominic’s lips curl into a hint of a smile. And then he kisses me.

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.

☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Okay. Imagine the pure, incandescent urge to kick a woman you’ve just met square in her perfectly sculpted face, just because she annoys the hell out of you. That was me. I had the sweetest itch to kick that bitch. Yes—Sienna. My boyfriend’s cousin. I fantasise about redecorating her face. What in the actual fuck is wrong with her? Answer: everything, in the most exhausting, performative ways.

Neil rubbed his hands in excitement and Lara gasped in shock. “Kiss a stranger?” She looked at her friends in much doubt. “Do not be a chicken Lara!” “Go for it!” “Fine!” Lara started to walk towards the entrance of the bar area, and halted looking at it patiently. “Good gracious. I hope it is a guy at least.” She frowned holding the handle of the door. Just then the door opened and a handsome man in a crisp suit, dark eyes and brown hair entered the bar. Without giving it much thought Lara blocked his way, and pulled him closer to her body. She tilted her head and planted a deep and passionate kiss on his lips.