Novel & Cerita Kissing The Wrong Brother

However, the man was unexpectedly patient and slowly worked his way in. In his embrace, Miley could feel his male pheromones wafting off his body. She was so embarrassed that she could feel her knees going weak, and she was slowly losing herself in this kiss... The man's kissing skills were impeccable! As soon as Miley had that idea in her mind, she realised that she had suffered a great loss! It was her first kiss! No, no, she seemed to have gotten something wrong. Among Lizzy's two elder brothers, her elder brother Jonason was calm and reserved, while her second brother, Christin, looked like a playboy.

Butterflies filled my stomach and I almost gagged because of how nervous I felt. We played truth or dare, then he dared me to kiss him. Holy shit! To prove to him that I wasn't a kid anymore, but a super fine eighteen year old—a soon-to-be freshman at that, I fucking kissed him. It's been over a month and we've been doing it ever since then...in secret. My biggest, darkest secret—Hayden… my best friend's brother.

"I'll go to the bar. When I come back, you better have your story straight about what happened tonight." "What story?" "The one where my brother didn't just publicly humiliate me by throwing money at my wife like she's for sale." He yanked the door open. "Fix your face. You look pathetic." Then he was gone. Cassia felt a sharp sting as her elbow scraped the edge of the bed. She touched it gently and winced. She heard the suite door open again, and her heart jumped into her throat. "Cassia?"But it was not Dorian's voice. It was Kael's.

"It's just kissing. So what if we get turned on? We're not going to do anything about it. Right?" "Right," Roman confirmed. "Then we're not doing anything wrong." Angelica seemed to have convinced her brother even more than she had convinced herself. Roman smiled. "We're not doing anything wrong," he repeated, and then kissed his sister on her soft, coral lips. "Just kissing," he said, taking her in an embrace and kissing her again.

As I laid in bed to sleep, my mind continued to replay the kiss. Images of how Knox devoured my lips were still floating around my head. My thighs pressed together. God. His hand at the back of my neck, fingers tightening just enough to keep me there. The way his tongue— I squeezed my eyes shut and turned onto my side, dragging the blanket up. What was wrong with me? I had let him kiss me. Knox. My biggest bully. My best friend’s brother. And the worst part? I hadn’t stopped him. And then the way he behaved after the kiss, like it hadn't shaked him like it did me. there was after.

I was on a mission, I silenced his protests with another kiss, pressing my body against his until there was no space between us. 'This is wrong,' he murmured, his voice tight with concern. “We’re siblings, we can’t do this.” I drowned his objections in another fervent kiss, pressing my hungry lips to his. “You’re my step-brother,” I whispered back, my words a desperate plea. “And your body is telling me something different, isn’t it?”

He froze for half a second, long enough to choose, then kissed me back, deeper this time. My thoughts scattered. “Isla,” he murmured against my mouth as he blindly cleared the bed. Things clattered to the floor, but we were too caught up in each other to care. “Hmm.” My fingers trailed his abs, stopping short whenever I got to his waistline. I couldn't bring myself to touch him there. “Tell me to stop,” he said, leaning towards me so I instinctively leaned back until my back touched the pillow. “This is wrong,” I whispered. “You're my brother's best friend.”

“You’ve always been territorial.” “And you’ve always enjoyed crossing lines.” Their eyes held, something unspoken passing between them. She felt suddenly like she had stepped into the middle of a history she did not fully understand. “Well,” the other brother said finally, lifting his glass in a mock salute, “I’ll see myself out. It was nice to finally meet you.” His gaze lingered on her a second longer than necessary before he turned and left. Silence followed, thick and uneasy. “You didn’t have to do that,” she said after a moment.

I was ready to convince this woman that she wasn't a plaything, but still, I had no idea how to put my words. I was now staring back at her, from her eyes down to her lips. I was falling for my brother's wife. “Why don’t you change out of this shit you have on…” I said, breaking the brief silence that had settled in. “What for?” She asked. “It's a surprise…” I knew how stubborn she could be, but I couldn't help but lean down and place my lips against hers. I kissed her briefly, and then I retreated, opened the door, and stepped out, but before leaving, I poked my head through the door.

They were the perfect siblings in news, papers, and magazines, but alone, they were lovers with a deep hunger for pleasure only they could give each other. “This is wrong. Something tells me we won't be able to keep this a secret for much longer.” “Then let the world find out...” He said boldly, capturing her mouth in a rough kiss, driven by an urgent need for something more. “What? You can't be serious,” Susan said as she broke the kiss, gasping for breath. “We're siblings! For goodness' sake, you're my brother!”