Kiss Please Novels & Stories

He asks before kissing me softly at first. As I break the kiss, I say it again louder this time and elaborate, “Please, I need you to make love to me right now, no questions asked.” He nods and then scoops me up while devouring my mouth rather harshly. Our teeth gnash against each other and then he bites my lower lip and tugs on it. When I glance up into his eyes, they are ablaze with desire, and I know full well that nothing could stop him now from doing exactly what I have asked.

"A pregnant wife deserves care and support. A man like you doesn't deserve to be a father. If you can't even look after your own wife, how could anyone trust their life to you?" I let out a cold laugh, scanning the crowd with a hard gaze. "You people are unbelievable. Cheating is a matter of principle, and yet you bend the truth and accept it without question. Are your brains stuffed with straw? I hope you return the same generosity if your partners ever cheat on you." The livestream chat exploded. "Are you kidding me? They're actually forgiving the cheater?" "Dr. Smith has my support. Cheaters don't deserve forgiveness!" "Their reactions are insane. I seriously can't believe this."

Which worked by the way. I giggled,"oh don't be ridiculous. Hayden is just a friend and importantly my workmate. I did not go for lunch with him to piss you off, it just happened to happen on a day that I was mad at you. We eat together everyday." He groaned again and threw his head back. "I don't like it." "oh you big baby just kiss me already." I said using one hand to pull his lips to me while the other hand slid down and cupped his d!ck. More like mine at this point,lol.

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life. Gabe gently pulled away, just long enough to look at me with those glowing green eyes. Then he leaned in again. Our lips parted this time and the kiss became more passionate, with our tongues delicately dancing. My hands drifted up his back. I could feel the definition of his muscles, even over his shirt, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to feel his naked skin, his firm body, all of him and all at once. This is what I've wanted for so long, I thought. And I want so much more.

The kind that comes out when your body doesn't know whether to cry or run, so it picks the worst possible option instead. The sound cut through the silence like a knife. Elena slapped her hand over her mouth immediately, but it was too late. The laugh was already out there, already floating through the Plaza Hotel ballroom, already landing on the ears of three hundred of New York's most powerful people. And on Alexander Knight himself. He stood completely still, champagne soaking through his white dress shirt, spreading dark and wet across his custom tuxedo jacket. His grey eyes, sharp as cut glass, moved from the stain on his chest to the woman kneeling on the floor in front of him.

I pulled back just slightly, my lips grazing her ear as I whispered, “Beg me.” She shivered at my words, her chest rising and falling as she looked into my eyes. “Please,” she murmured, her voice barely audible. “Please what?” I asked, wanting to hear her say it. “Please... fuck me,” she finally mumbled, her hands trailing over my chest, her gaze locked with mine. Without hesitation, we shifted positions, now taking over as she climbed onto my lap. Now straddling me, Scarlett radiated power and sensuality. My hands slid down to her waist, pulling her closer as our lips met again in a heated kiss.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

It was a kiss unlike any other—gentle, yet filled with an underlying hunger that left me trembling. I responded instinctively, my lips parting to invite him in. His tongue danced with mine, a slow, sensual exploration that made my head spin. It was as if he were tasting me, claiming me with each stroke, and I couldn't get enough. His kiss was a promise of pleasure, a tantalizing preview of what was to come.

“Kiss me.” “What?”