Last Kiss Book Novels & Stories

Her eyes fell to my wrIst—bruIsed, stIll yellowIng from the last tIme. Heat flared there, memory burnIng through my skIn. The hand that had held too tIght, the ground that had met me too hard, the cold fury In hIs voIce when he’d saId I’d dIsobeyed. The last tIme. I forced my chest to rIse and fall evenly. Forced my lips Into somethIng resemblIng a smIle. “You’re rIght,” I murmured. “Thank you.” I turned to go—

Mikhail said and gave his wife a long passionate kiss. He couldn't wait to take the clothes off... THE END. Thank you all for going through this book with me. I'm so happy that we're finally done with His Surrogate. And just like Ashley...I wish you all a good and healthy life. Stay Safe. Stay Happy. Ivy Writes

His kiss turned even rougher, crashing over me like a storm. No matter how hard I fought, I couldn't get away. Finally, it was over. I stared at the ceiling. Everything hurt. He got dressed and stood. "Be good. I won't treat you unfairly." I gave a quiet laugh. What would it take... For him to finally leave me alone?

Bella, unable to hold back her emotions, turned back toward Reid, her voice shaking as she spoke softly, "Reid, please... just one last kiss. A farewell or a birthday gift." Reid hesitated for a moment, his emotions waging an internal battle. He knew it was a bad idea, that it would only make things harder, but he couldn't resist the longing in her eyes. Leaning in, he kissed her gently, a bittersweet expression of all the unspoken words and emotions between them. The kiss was tender, filled with the regret of unfulfilled desires and the weight of goodbye. It was a bittersweet moment, their lips locking for the last time, and both of them felt the sting of parting as their lips finally parte

I made to go back to my laptop, but Sarah's hand reached out and grabbed mine, stopping me in my tracks. The two of us stood there, frozen in place, our eyes locked on each other. The air was thick with emotion, and time seemed to stand still. For a moment, I thought I could hear my heart beating in my chest. I wondered if Sarah could hear it too. Suddenly, Sarah pulled me towards her, her hands gripping the fabric of my shirt. She leaned in and planted a deep, soft kiss on my lips. The kiss was soft and slow, but there was a sense of urgency behind it. When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathing heavily, and our eyes still locked on each other.

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.

I must be losing it. I crossed the room in a few strides and snatched the pillow from her hands without mercy. "Are you done?" Maybe she had never seen me speak to her like that before. She actually froze. I drew in a deep breath. "Elara, I truly liked you. I thought you liked me too. You said you didn’t like other people touching you. That’s why, all these years we were together, I never even held your hand. "And now? You turn around and sleep with another man. Do you think I’m an idiot?"

Before departing, she reminded me, “Don’t go anywhere. When I get home, we’ll get married.” She kissed me on the lips. I didn’t dodge it this time. I even wished her a safe trip. She would never know that the moment she turned away, my expression hardened, and I wiped the place she had kissed. Don’t kiss me with a mouth that has kissed Michael. It’s disgusting.

The kiss deepens, slower now, less urgent but somehow more consuming—like he’s taking his time, like he knows I’m not going anywhere. “This is the last time,” I say between kisses, feeling his large fingers slip under my dress. He chuckles, low and rough, and shifts over me instead. The grin he gives me this time is downright unhinged—dark and wicked. “Say that again,” he mutters, voice edged with something raw, “After I have made you cum thrice, and that too with my mouth alone.”

As the candles I set up went out again and again, the passion inside of me died as well. Then, my phone, which had been quiet for so long, started to ring. I picked it up. "I gave Kat the spot for this year's retreat that’s meant for a family member. If you want anything, call my assistant. And I won't be home tonight. Kat just moved into her new place, and she's having a hard time settling in..." I looked at the cake on the table that was meant for our anniversary. The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke.