Novel & Cerita Kiss Vinnie Vincent

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.

​I looked up, meeting his gaze. ​He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a slow, torturous tease, kissing the corners of my mouth, then my upper lip, then pulling back just enough to leave me chasing his touch. A quiet, desperate whimper escaped my throat, and I arched into him, my fingers tangling in the short, dark hair at the nape of his neck to pull his mouth back to mine. ​Vincent chuckled darkly against my lips, a sound pure evil and intoxicating. He took control again, his tongue sliding past my lips, claiming my mouth in a thorough, dominating kiss that left me entirely breathless.

He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth. I still stood dumbfounded in the doorway and I must have looked like a deer caught in headlights, I certainly felt like one. “I’m sorry if I scared you.” Vinnie smiled at me as he made his way to the couch. “You must have questions.” Vinnie’s deep voice boomed, but it also held a soft tenderness to it. One that made me think about what kind of relation he really was to Giovanni. “So many.” I muttered under my breath and shook my head in disbelief.

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.

I asked, my insecurities rushing in. “Oh God… I probably was,” I muttered. Damien laughed softly. “You were not bad, Ivy.” “That was… quite an intense kiss,” he added. “Well, I’m happy you liked it,” I whispered, a small smile tugging at my lips. *Damien* Maybe it was the bitterness building inside me… or maybe it was something else. But for a split second, I didn’t try to stop it. I didn’t care. Feeling Ivy’s lips on mine was a rush—pure adrenaline. And for the first time in a while, I felt alive.

👧🧑I love you" 👧🧑Just kiss me please" "Hey do you all wanna know something?" Mig shouted and the ladies screamed, shouting that his voice was heart-melting. "I'm not here for any other lady but Vinnie Winters, she's the love of my life and also the key to my heart... y'all should watch out for this two musicians and modelling couple" He said, placing a kiss on my lips. The screams and camera flash lights that followed was almost deafening. We stopped kissing and smiled at each other.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

When the soft knock came, Travis opened the door and Vincent stepped inside still in his work shirt, sleeves still rolled, looking like he'd sprinted the few blocks. Wine that Vincent had brought was poured. Small talk only lasted a glass. We didn't need to be best friends and without saying it per se, I sensed Travis agreed our new friend passed the sniff test. I set my glass down and crossed the room. Standing in front of two handsome men sitting on the couch before me, I extended both my hands and each took one and stood to greet me. I kissed Travis first, slow, familiar, a reminder of who I belonged to, then turned and kissed Vincent. Different mouth, different rhythm, same hunger. Travi

I suddenly remember the night at the club and only the thought of that makes me moan softly. Fuck!!! “Let me show you how a real man kisses,” Vincenzo growls, reaching for me. My breath catches as he cups the back of my head and slams his mouth down to mine. Vinceno is dominant. Demanding. Possessive. His kiss isn't careful, or teasing…it's claiming. He pushes me back against the wall, pinning me with his body, and I can feel every hard inch of him pressing against mine. I whimper, lips parting wider as his tongue dives into mine, battling mine.

However, a few seconds later he reciprocated, throwing me on the desk and kissing me fervently. I opened my mouth further and our tongues battled for dominance. His kiss was so passionate, I was blown away by it. I put my legs around his waist and he moved closer, eager to kiss me again. "Kitten, you drive me crazy," Vince said as he pulled back, gasping for air.