Kissing My Obsessive Enemy Novels & Stories

He moved towards me, smooth, calculated, predatory, till his breath whispered hot against my cheek and I could feel the rumble of his speech vibrating in his chest. ‘I'm not a soft lover,’ he whispered, his voice low and thick like syrup on glass. “I’m an obsessive one.” I felt my stomach turn, my breath caught sharp. My mouth opened – I had some snappy thing to say, some put-down hovering on the tip of my tongue – but it slipped quickly from my mind as those fingers closed in tight onto the edge of my pants and yanked me forward to crash me solidly down onto the couch beside him.

I'm addicted to his kiss. It gives me warmness all over my body and the tingles that I never felt before. I never thought making out with my enemy would be this good , I even sit on his lap and hugging him. Making out a few times and experience his touch even we didn't sleep together "Sorry about earlier" Suddenly Joey said and I turned to him , his brown eyes shines beautifully because of the moonlight "You're always an asshole" I said "I'm just bored and you're sleeping , so I need to entertain myself"

Instead, her fingers curled slowly into the front of my shirt. That tiny movement nearly shattered me. I backed her against the heavy bag carefully, trapping her between my body and the leather. “You know what I thought when I saw him looking at you?” I asked quietly. She swallowed hard. “What?” “That he was seeing something he had no right to want.” The tension between us exploded violently. My mouth crashed against hers before either of us could stop it. The kiss was rough. Possessive. Jealousy and obsession poured into every second of it.

I'm really shock but at the same time I wanted to shower him with all the praising words I know. How about I praise him with my actions? In this way he will be satisfied and the girl will also back down. It's a win-win situation for me, I can kill two birds with one stone. The girl named Kiara was smiling nervously and was going to say something but I, without giving her a chance to speak, started moving towards Kazumi. He tried to run away from me, but I reacted fast and grabbed him by his arm and pulled him towards me with a little force. I kissed him and trapped him in my arms but I didn't expected him to be so shocked and immersed in the kiss that he would even forget to resist. How s

I lifted my hand and touched her face like I was memorizing it, then suddenly my touch turned into a tight grip, pulling her toward me. My breathing turned rough. Everything inside me snapped into madness. I leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t love. It was sickness. Obsession. A need to swallow her whole… like I wanted to erase her from the world by holding her too close. She froze completely while everything inside me burned. When I pulled back slightly, my face had changed. Something darker had surfaced. My voice came low and terrifying. “You can’t be with anyone else.” Confusion flickered in her eyes. She started to speak, nervous. “I didn’t…”

That kiss was a mess. A beautiful mess that left them moaning and wanting for more. His eager mouth moved over her, coating her sweet lips in his saliva. Fuck this distance. He wanted her close; close enough to swallow her every breath and lose himself in her scent. He was obsessed with her. This obsession needed him to claim every inch of her and make her his in every sense of the word. His arms wrapped tightly around her to eliminate any possibility of losing her.

Despite being the most popular learner at her school, Olga continues to act in a demeaning manner despite being the daughter of her father's concubines. On the other hand, Joash notices that Jane is squinting in jealousy even in times he is in disaster. Jane began to ask Joash a question that evening as he was in the height of his passionate desire to touch her, caress her, and unwrap her to reveal her nude, attractive body. However, he stopped her and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips when he was at the height of his aggressive, flaming desires to fulfill their intimate sex acts. He is almost at the midpoint, letting Jane be ignited and burn with his flames of intense desires, aiming to ma

And yes, I will never admit it out loud. I refuse to focus on the fact that I'm kissing my enemy. I blame it on the alcohol. I hate him, but I'm not thinking straight right now. Maybe we should just go with the flow. “Fuck, Nate.” I bite back a moan as he bites my lips again and trails the kiss down to my neck as he sucks through his path. I'm so hard right now that I feel that my dick will burst. I can't believe that I'm so turned on by a man I hate.

I'm not those girls that will drool all over you," She boasted. The reason why she was shocked was, this was Thomas' enemy, someone Thomas hated so much, hearing his name irritated him. Mr. King had fired him from the job in a humiliating way and their encounters weren't always pleasant. "So tell me, what type of a girl are you?" Jr asked, intrigued. "The one that plans to use you," She boldly replied. "Interesting, Miss," "Paige, Isadora Raine Paige," She introduced, accepting his hands. "If you don't mind, let's talk inside," He gestures, his hand pointing inside. "Don't worry, there is a private lounge," He whispered, almost as If he understood her fear.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?