Novel & Cerita Lies Before Kisses

I was glad to be here too. Jack leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss wasn’t the same as the ones from the island. This was reserved and formal, but it still fanned the heat growing inside of me. He stepped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face as I flushed. The smile stayed on his face until he sat down in the large leather chair and picked up the phone. I knew that was my cue to leave, and I slipped out the door as the businessman’s mask slid over his face.

"Have at it." She could barely get the words out before he slid his hands up to cup her face and brought his lips down on hers. God! From the very first time they were together, Lexie swore Killian's kisses were magic. Erotic magic. He brushed his mouth over hers in a light contact, making all the little nerves there sit up and beg for more. His lips brushed smooth against hers. As always, the brief contact made her automatically open for the exploration of his tongue.

I picked it up and saw a message on his Instagram, a pinned contact with no name, just a profile picture of a kitten. When I clicked on the profile, several selfies of Monica immediately filled my screen. Their chat was sickeningly sweet. Monica: "Reynold, did you enjoy it in the office today?" Reynold: "My little temptress, you're driving me crazy." Monica: "Reynold, how about we do it in the car tonight? We haven't tried that yet!" Reynold: "Sure! Anything you want!" Monica: "Reynold, I really want that newly released designer handbag ."

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

The air hit my bare fold, and I squirmed, my thighs pressing together instinctively. Marco didn’t let me hide. His hands pushed my knees apart, his broad shoulders settling between my thighs as he kissed the inside of one, then the other. My breath hitched, my fingers twisting in the sheets, my body coiled tight with anticipation. His breath was hot against me, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh before he finally—finally pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to my core.

Forever Isabella POV Gabriel wraps his arms around me, and I nestle closer to him, our bodies aligned, our breaths synchronized. He kisses my neck tenderly, and I sigh with desire as I feel his warm breath against my skin. His lips danced from my neck to my bare shoulder. Unable to resist any longer, I turn to face him. "Good morning," Gabriel murmurs to me, and I respond with a lazy smile. He leans in, and his lips delicately touch mine.

Levi's kiss was a testament to the intensity of his feelings, a way to bridge the gap that had formed between them and convey the depths of his love. Selena's response was a mixture of surprise and surrender, her lips responding to his with a mixture of passion and vulnerability. The room was alive with the echoes of their connection, a symphony of emotions that reverberated through the air. Their kiss was a declaration of the unspoken promises and the shared journey they had undertaken.

I step out of the car and approach slowly, fingers tracing the engraved letters: “Olivia Kingsley, beloved daughter, wife and mother, always in our hearts.” I kneel, resting my hands on the cool stone. A bouquet of fresh lilies, her favorite, rests against the base. I had picked them up on the way here, the soft fragrance a small comfort amidst the storm in my chest.

She started planting light and sensual kisses to Jenea's neck "Do you want to baby me tonight?" "I'm tired of all the activities we did the whole day, I don't think I still have energy for another one." Jenea said with a little teasing "Can't you wait a little longer?" "I can, as long as it's you." Liesel planted a final kiss on Jenea's neck before looking up to her eyes "I'll wait because I respect and love you." Just like a teenager would feel if her crush liked her back, her heart fluttered in bliss that Liesel's giving to her "And I love you more for that."

she whispered. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in. Their lips met in a kiss that was tender at first, tentative, testing boundaries. Then, as if all the tension, fear, and unspoken words of the past months poured into that moment, the kiss deepened—passionate, desperate, yet filled with promise. Lydia’s hands found his shoulders, anchoring herself to him as he held her close, and in that embrace, the walls between them finally began to crumble.