روايات وقصص ضمن Kissing Booth Book

After some time, she faintly answered, "Well... I better... I mean... you already kissed me." Kyle's lips curved up into a smile before he bent over again and covered her lips. They kissed for a few seconds more, and after pulling away, Gabrielle rested on Kyle's sturdy chest. She remarked, "That was an amazing kiss... for our first." In response, Kyle embraced her securely and pecked on her forehead again. He smirked and then revealed, "The first was what made me want you... It was equally amazing. This second kiss is definitely... a defining moment."

And he felt his wish was finally fulfilled, although he hopes it wasn't the last. "Let me tell you a secret about this kiss," Boaz was still drunk in ecstasy as he whispered to her. Nina felt tickled by his lips too close to her ears, adding to the fact that she was also feeling hot and intensely aroused. She curled her neck. Boaz was still blindfolded. "That was called a snowball kiss. One comes in the mouth, then we kiss and get to share our tastes. I have longed to do that, but I have never found anyone to do it with until today. Until you." He was breathless as he tried to explain himself so intently. Because what he was going to say next was eating his whole being in excitement already.

I whispered, holding his hand to my heart, controlling my breathing. “Always, my naughty Bella,” Ethan said, kissing me on the cheek and getting late for his meeting with his agent yet again. If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

All the men that had been invited as guests were middle aged, and each one of them had a woman possessively beside them. After a while, she took in a deep breath and expelled it, moving out of the bathroom. She started the slow walk back towards Mirabel and her boyfriend when someone suddenly moved in front of her. She recoiled and started to scream, but the sound died in her throat when she looked up at the face. It was the guy she had kissed in her college cafeteria few weeks back. Her assaultee, if that was a word.

I said and turned to go to my room. Since the night that I gave her a kiss by her door, we have been having our meals together and when no one is looking I steal a few kisses from her. Oh so I thought until I saw Maria catch us one day. She has been over the moon but, the sweetest part is Mika sometimes pulls me back for a longer kiss. That girl has me feeling and doing some strange things I never saw or thought I would do.

“Maybe I just wanted to break you.” “Rhea—” “Shh,” I said against her skin. “You sound so good.” Her hands went limp for a second. Then she tilted her head back and let me in. Let me taste. Let me bite. I pushed her gently back into the booth, making sure we were hidden by the rows of books and shadows. No one could see us. No one would dare come this deep into the library. My mouth found the curve of her collarbone, and I kissed lower, dragging her cardigan off one shoulder.

I laughed. We pulled apart and started heading to the Uber pickup. She had a giant tote bag slung over one shoulder and a phone covered in frog stickers. “You look different,” she said, peering at me. “Like…flushed. And smug. You kissed someone.” I blinked. “What? Noooo….okay, yes.” “WHO?” “I don’t know.” “You don’t—” I grinned. “Okay, so, I tripped over his suitcase at the airport, and he was like, model hot. Like, Wall Street prince hot. We talked. There was chemistry. Then I went to the bathroom and he showed up after getting coffee spilled on him—”

One that reminds me of the lady from that night, Zoe. “”…it’s okay, I won’t be rough..” I said shutting her up with a kiss so strong and passionate. My mouth made its way down her nipples, already pointed. I suckled on it, using my tongue to play with it. I made my way back to her lips. Kissing it passionately, using my fingers to trace her back down to her Virg***a, she was soaked wet… I love it

CHAPTER 62 RUTH His lips crashed against mine, hunbgrily. The kiss was nothing like the gentle, measured touches I imagined during my confessions. This was raw and consuming. It was like a man drowning and pulling me under with him. His tongue slid between my lips, tasting of strawberry and desperation, and I moaned into his mouth. The confessional booth was small. Maybe perfectly small. Our bodies pressed together, his cassock rough against my bare thighs. The hardness of the wall but into my back, but I didn't care.