Kiss Of Deception Series Novels & Stories

Before Deja could process this declaration, Ren's other hand cupped her face, tilting it upward, and then his lips were on hers. The kiss wasn't gentle. It wasn't tentative. It was possessive, desperate, and scorching hot-like he was claiming her, challenging her, and worshipping her all at once. Deja's brain short-circuited completely. All thoughts of villainous plots and twenty million dollars evaporated into the ether. Her hands, which should have been pushing him away, somehow ended up fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer. When they finally broke apart, both breathing hard, Deja stared up at him in stunned silence. Deja stood there, lips swollen, breath ragged, and brain completely fr

I can't let out my emotion and risk the troubles that it would bring. The lady left, and Gary put on his clothes, rather slowly, as if trying on the act of seduction. Is he seducing me? Fat chance. “So, how are you?” He asked me, and I smiled, taking a seat, pretending not to mind the spilled cum around, even though I felt like throwing up. “I am indeed fine, Mr Gary, much better as I am in your presence,” I said, and he grinned, obviously eating up my lie. “Well, I am every woman's dream.”

Jade smiled, "Don't flatter yourself..." They both smiled as the tension slowly piqued. "I want you", Jade whispered to Deucalion. "You have me", Deucalion said. "Then kiss me", Jade said naughtily. They both begun to kiss very passionately and intensely. Jade quickly made her way to the table and pushed all the paperwork to the floor. She sat on the table and spread her legs as Deucalion slowly ran his tongue around her pussy lips. She moaned as she felt the sensations course through her body. He started by kissing the outer folds and then gently moving his tongue along her vaginal opening. Her juices tasted so sweet that Deucalion couldn't help but lap it up like a puppy. As his tongue fou

"There were no other ingredients, so I cooked two plates of this." "That looks pretty yummy." Kisa smiled, walked over, and reached over to take the plate. However, Gilbert dodged her hand. "It is hot. Go sit down at the table, and I will bring it over." "Mmmmmm, you are so sweet." Kisa smiled sweetly at him, then leaned over to kiss him before turning around and heading over to the table. But when she turned around, the gentle smile on her face vanished, replaced by a cold one. 'See, this man pretends to be gentle and considerate, so conveniently and naturally, almost realistic. If not for the heartbreaking experiences, recognizing the true nature of his malice and ruthlessness, I would hav

"But what if you were right? What if you're addicted once you kiss me?" Deacon cradled my face. "Oh, Emma." He dipped his head lower, skimming his lips alongside my ear. "It's too late for that. Don't you know that I'm already hooked on you?" And then his mouth was angled over mine, testing, trying, getting to know the shape of me. I slid one arm around his waist to hold on, and after a moment, Deacon's other hand, the one that wasn't cupping my cheek, circled to rest on my lower back, just above where the dress covered my ass-barely. I felt the clunk in the sand as he dropped our shoes behind me. His hand flattened over my bare skin, urging me even closer to him. At the same time, he parted

Deimos deepens the kiss, taking possession of my mouth. This kiss turns from sweet and tentative to wild and hungry. Our tongues explore each other’s mouths, and both of us are attempting to be in charge. Deimos lifts me off the ground and slams my back against the shower wall. I gasp at the coldness of the tiles and Deimos takes advantage of the situation. He growls into my mouth, and his fingers play near my entrance. I wiggle against his fingers. I need to touch me.

“But I wanted to be with you instead.” Before I could respond, she rose on her toes and kissed me.The kiss started soft, but it quickly deepened. I groaned into her mouth, pulling her closer until her body was flush against mine. My hands roamed down her back, gripping her ass through the thin silk as I kissed her harder, hungrier. She tasted like sweetness and sin, and I wanted to devour every inch of her. Serena moaned softly against my lips, her fingers running through my hair. The sound went straight to my cock. I walked her backward until her back gently hit the wall, pressing my growing erection against her stomach as I deepened the kiss even further. My tongue explored her mouth posse

“Hunter,’ I whispered. I kissed him back, biting his lower lip and pulling it towards me. His hands gripped my arms as he shivered. We kissed for another thirty minutes before Deacon stumbled into the room, a little more tipsy than he was when he walked through the front door. He jumped onto us on the bed while we were in the middle of kissing. “I hope you guys aren’t starting without me,” he chuckled at us. He pulled my face away from Hunter’s, then I felt his tongue poke through my lips, and another small moan slipped my lips. I was overwhelmed by all of the things I was taking in; two people kissing me in one night, one after the other? This was a whole new territory I was crossing into,

"We've also uncovered multiple organ trafficking contracts. Under the guise of charity, Dr. Callaghan used her clinic to house terminally ill patients while secretly facilitating organ sales. Among them…" She slid another document before me, saying, "Your corneas, kidneys, and liver were already reserved." The shock made me jump up from the couch. "What? They… They planned everything all along to have me die that soon? This is outright murder!" I clutched my chest, overwhelmed and struggling to process the revelation, as I tried to calm my spiraling emotions.

She was an actress, a true virtuoso of deception. Looking at the man, the stranger from the club, he seemed utterly uninterested, his gaze distant, as if he were tolerating a persistent fly. Yet, he continued to hold her, feigning an attentiveness he clearly didn't possess, pretending to believe every word of her self-serving fabrication. My lips tingled for a moment as the thoughts of the violation I endured resurfaced — that of his kiss, his touch and that dominance he had over me, the last time we met.