Novel & Cerita Kissing My Obsessive Enemy

“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.

She kissed my chin, planting a slow tender bite on my lower lip. "I like it when my enemies are oblivious of my attacks. There's nothing more befitting than shocking your enemies with an element of surprise. If I were you, I wouldn't tempt a hungry man with his favorite meal." I bent forward to lick her right hear. She clasped her hand on my triceps, saving herself from falling away.

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

I read from a relationship book that obsession is toxic and it leads to an unhealthy relationship. "You're not stupid or obsessed Cupcake, you have the quality of the best girlfriend," He said and it brought a smile to my face "if it's any consolation, am obsessed too, more than you're I suppose." He said and I smiled, just with a few words from him my heart hurts no more except for the pains am having right now for resisting the urge to kiss him, I don't want to attack him with that suddenly. "Am sorry," I said and he just smiled.

“Oh my God, my mum saw you didn't she? She's so going to kill me.” “I need to do better,” I said and she frowned at me. “What do you mean?” “We were kissing just now, and you could remember that I didn't come through the window today; I need to make you more obsessed the way I am. Nothing makes sense to me when you touch me; I need you to be that way, too. That's what you do to me.” I said and kissed her neck. And she shuddered. She was wearing a lingerie that showed her cleavage and I kissed her cleavage.

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."