Lizzy Kiss Novels & Stories

Liz nodded, pulled her hand back, and, after Ed wasn't looking, wiped the kiss mark on her thigh, silently complaining. She was genuinely shocked to see Ed's face in front of her. The scar was too obvious. Liz knew she couldn't avoid the kiss forever. She had to hold back and accept it. But as long as she could carry out her plan smoothly, she could avoid Ed without raising questions. ***

My dearest Lizzy, You said it was a mistake, but I can’t see it that way. Your lips were made for mine. That kiss has sent me over the moon. Lips so perfect and soft. I know they were made for me. I felt your want, your desire, and your passion. How? Because it matched mine. I have dreamed about a kiss like that all my life. One that would stir my soul and fill my heart with hope. I can’t deny it any longer. I love you, Elizabeth Jane Cavanaugh. I hope one day you will feel the same way too. Love,

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

She tried not to let her feelings and emotions control her and she broke from the kiss . Dylan smirked .He got the confirmation he needed . She doesn’t hate him He still have an effect on her ! He stared at Rissa who blinks rapidly and then rush out of the room. “Why did you kiss her ?”Liza asked feeling jealous. “Don’t worry about that and btw,You are just a sex mate .You can’t just ask me stupid questions “Dylan stated. Liza muttered a silent “oh “ “And cover that thing up “She chuckled pointing at his exposed crotch .

I clenched my fist tightly, saying silent goodbyes to my family who could not even hear me as he pulled me lightly and his breath fanned over my cheek before it replaced with something soft. My eyes fluttered open at the realization.Did he just.. Did he just kiss me? "Maddox" I breathed out but gasped when his lips grazed past my cheek to my ear. "Be careful of what you offer me, Lizzy" He growled slowly against my ear before stepping back and stormed away before I could even process anything. What in the world did just happened?

Liz says. Liz tells her to join me on the bed. She slowly climbs up and starts to straddle me. I grab those round hips of hers and pull her close to me. Damn her skin is soft and she smells so fucking good. Just like raspberries and cream. “You need to relax, baby,” I whisper to her. “I am trying. I have never done this before. I am not a model. I did this as a favor for Evie.” Kyaria replies quietly.

Liza Liza was consumed by a burning desire she had never experienced before as he lay between her legs, his touch igniting a hunger within her that was undeniable. Did he not hear her pleas? She tried to speak again, but he pulled her close, his lips brushing against her delicate skin behind her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Oh, little one, have I broken you already?" he whispered in her ear, his words both seductive and commanding.

“That’s the plan. Mom won’t let me go back again. Dad wants me to start working with him. So, I guess I don’t have an escape plan this time.” Lizzy marches in. She grabs Dean’s head and kisses him like I’m not around. I’m not used to seeing my sister locking lips with her boyfriend. I fake a cough. “What? Can’t I kiss my boyfriend?” she asks mischievously. I roll my eyes that makes Dean chuckle and lick his lips. “It’s really not my business, but that’s my sister who just kissed in front of me. Gross.” I wrinkle my nose. “I think I need to set you up for a date.” Her eyes glint.

Not that the kiss meant something to him. "I told the girls you’re coming on Monday, and they’re excited to meet you," Cassie said, pulling me back to the present. "And Lizzy? Did she say anything?" I asked before I could stop myself. She was still the leader, after all, and had the final say on who joined the group. "She’s been offline. I heard she took a month’s leave to visit her mom at Whispering Crystals Pack." "Her mom?" I asked, surprised. "Is something wrong?"

A low, rhythmic sound leaked out into the hallway. Whirrr... hummm… I stopped. I edged forward, and my heart stopped dead in my throat. Lizzy. She was standing by the center island. She wasn't cooking. She was braced against the marble countertop, her legs spread wide to give her better leverage. She was wearing one of my father’s old dress shirts—it was unbuttoned, hanging off her shoulders, revealing everything down to her lace-trimmed hips. In her right hand, she held a heavy, silver vibrator. It was humming, vibrating so hard I could see the blur of it. She was pressing it deep between her legs, her eyes rolled back into her head, her jaw hanging slack as she rode the waves of the high-s