Novel & Cerita Kiss Me To The Phone

I delete the call logs and then drop the phone. Almost immediately, the phone beeps again, and this time, it's a message from my dad. I open the message, and the picture I see shocks me to the core... A picture of Dante and me kissing. Wait... when did that happen?

She giggled loudly while Silas looked at her very carefully. He nodded his head in approval and instantly picked up his cell phone from the bed, dialling a number. “Hello Steve, can you please get strawberry ice cream from the bakery. Make sure it has real strawberry pieces on it. Yes, I don’t care if it is closed. We want the ice cream… we are in room number 7.” He cut the call and then looked at Lara in much love and affection. “Anything else my Princess?”

My phone bing’s a couple times scaring me. Daniel: Hey Kiss. I was just wondering how you are. Porsha misses you Kisses: Hey Dan. I’m doing alright, aww I miss her too. Maybe if its okay with you I’ll stop by after school? Daniel: Yeah, please do! Unknown: Hey sweet cheeks Kisses: How’d you get my number? Rain: Your friend gave it to me. Soooo Kisses: Of course she did. Soooo? Rain: Coffee, tomorrow at Starbucks. 5, I’ll meet you there ;)

She was probably messing around with me. Just then, my phone buzzed in my purse and I frantically tore my pause open, bringing it out. It was a message notification, and I didn't waste time unlocking the phone. My body shivered and my breath hitched as I beheld the message content and the sender. "Hello, Hot lips. I'm looking forward to tomorrow morning— our first day of fake dating. By the way, I love your strawberry breath. Kristen.”

“Honey... give me a kiss.” She smiled, bringing the phone to her lips and making a soft kissing sound, an intimate secret sent over the radio waves. With her kiss still echoing in his ears, Ethan hung up, satisfied.

he whispered, “will make an incredible Luna.” “Is that so?” I teased, breathless. I leaned down to kiss him, and he responded with hunger. Our lips collided in a kiss that stole the rest of the world away. I rocked against him, already hard beneath me, moaning softly into his mouth. But then— Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. I groaned, breaking the kiss, reaching for my phone on the nightstand. A strange number. My heart sank. “Hello?” I answered. Her voice slithered through the phone like venom. “Jimmie.”

Why was I acting like I was going to have my first kiss? “Can I kiss you?” “I don't know…but Pearl wants you too…” “Beautiful name for a wolf,” I smirked and pressed my lips on her own. It felt more like a smooch, but even gentler. Grr! Grr! My phone rang. “Something is vibrating,” She parted the kiss. Why was my fucking phone ringing right now? “It's my phone. It's in my pants,” I said and walked to where my clothes were. I brought out my phone and saw Jayden's number on my screen.

The sweetness and tenderness of Asher’s kisses drawn her. Asher hung up the phone, angry at his partner’s surprise call. He admitted to himself that he enjoyed those kisses and wanted them again and again. The butler entered his room, announcing the upcoming party that was to be held at the Pittman family mansion. “I know,” he said. The butler did not leave immediately, he said, “Young Master, Miss Ellis is not fit to be Lady Pittman.” “What do you mean?” Asher asked. He frowned, giving the butler a serious look.

Elena looked at the drawing. Then at him. "Alexander," she said. "Eat your eggs," he said quietly. "Before they get cold." She looked at him for a long moment. Then she looked back at the drawing. Her phone buzzed on the counter beside her. She glanced at it automatically. A message from an unknown number she didn't recognize. Not Senator Merrill's format. Not Grace's second phone. Something different. Four words. *It is not over.* Elena stared at the screen.

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.