Kissing My Obsessive Enemy Novels & Stories

“Exactly what I want, Rani. I want your hatred for me to increase. I want to sweep you into a world of passion where you will never wish to return, at the end, I will abandon you, making you want me even more and you wouldn’t get me. Give it a shot if you think I’m lying.” If he kisses me, I won’t be able to shout. If I shout now, people are going to blame me because they will think we are lovers and our love life shouldn’t be exposed. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I will give it a shot. I will let Sidd, my enemy kiss me. Maybe then he will back out from troubling me. I nodded then closed my eyes. “You can kiss me,” I permitted. I waited nervously. How would it feel? How does a first kiss f

Twice. Even though she was mean to him, calling him a pervert, hitting him, and she even wanted to kill him for stealing her first kiss before. First kiss… Just as she remembered their kiss, she blushed. Her first kiss, she remembered the taste of his lips, she hated that he stole her first kiss, just like that, but as she recalled how he had saved her life, two times! She just couldn’t hate him. She scratched her head in frustration. She was made at herself. Thinking, ‘How could I like him?’ But as she became lost in her own little world, she was truly helpless.

I couldn't listen to another carefully constructed sentence. So I did the only thing I could think of to shut him up. I kissed him. It wasn't gentle or romantic. It was a collision. It was messy, angry, and desperate. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him to me, my mouth crashing against his. He froze for a second, his body rigid with surprise. Then, a low sound escaped his throat, and his hands came up to my waist, gripping me hard, as if he had been waiting for this, as if he was starving for it.

Annie's POV: On a second thought, did last night actually happen? Yeah, it fucking did happen. I kissed a girl? And I liked it. I know what y'all gonna be thinking, was it my first time kissing a girl? Well, for real kiss? It sure was my fucking first time. Damn it. She's the most adorable girl I have ever set my eyes on, and that moment when she got slicker, she's even cuter. Have you ever had an obsession? Something that you're obviously craving for, something you want so much, and you just want it to be yours and wouldn't have to share with another?

My moans have gotten louder and my eyes can't stay open. Just when I am about to hit my orgasm, he slips his fingers out. My breath catches in my throat, and my body stiffens. The shaking slowly stops, and so does the fast pace of my heartbeat, but the throbbing and the desires are still there, desperate. “Open your eyes, mi amor,” he whispers. I slowly open my eyes, my face heating up in embarrassment. He is supposed to be my enemy. He grips my chin and forces me to watch him lick off my juices from his long fingers.

It’s not that I am committed or something but after her I can’t do any more girls with her in my mind 24/7… Realizing she was still kissing me, now also grabbing my hard dick in her hands moving her palm along its length, I push her off my body… I was hard because of her not this slut..she was standing there wide eyes, opened mouth, like a fish wanting water but can’t get it.. After that she tried a lot, at last dejectedly she move to another of her flavor. I know she is obsessed with me, but my obsession is something else rather someone else… Thinking about her brought an unknown smile on my face, but I hide it behind my rough looks… Tickkkk tuckkkkk….. Startled by the sound I look towards

He cradled Peter’s face, his thumbs wiping away the tears. "I can't fight with you. I can't." He pulled Peter up, their foreheads touching. "I'd rather be in the fire with you than safe and alone without you." The kiss wasn't gentle. It was a collision, a desperate, hard clash of lips and teeth and shared terror. Enzo’s hands fisted in Peter’s shirt, pulling him closer as if he could physically fuse them together. "You're mine," Enzo growled against his mouth, his voice thick with possession and fear. "Tell me you're still mine."

“He kissed me like he meant it. Twice.” “I know, babe.” “And now he’s my boss.” “Yeah…” “And I work right outside his office.” “Yikes.” We slurped in silence for a moment. Hailey reached over and grabbed my hand. “I think he’s lying. It meant something. You don’t just kiss someone like that and feel nothing.” “I don’t know,” I mumbled. “Maybe I was just a one-time experiment.” “Bullshit. That man looked at you like you were the last person on earth who could ruin him.”

The kiss was not just an expression of affection but also a release of all the frustration Seth had felt throughout the day on the golf course. Jasmine was stunned, her body tensing under Seth’s grip. Yet, she felt a complex mix of emotions. Seth's burning anger, deep-seated anxiety, and beneath it all, unspoken love. She tried to push Seth away, but her efforts were futile. Seth kissed her deeper, as if he wanted to merge with Jasmine, to erase all uncertainties and pain haunting them. Finally, Seth pulled back, panting heavily. His eyes bore into Jasmine's with an intensity that made her heart pound. "I can't stand it anymore, Mine. Hearing another man call you that... I feel like I'm goin

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"