Mischievous Kiss 2 Novels & Stories

she teased, drawing out the word mischievously. Maurice groaned, running a hand down his face as if already defeated. “Shut that little mouth of yours. Call me daddy again, and I swear I’ll kiss you silly.” His deep voice carried both warning and promise. But Mia only pouted, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Daddy,” she whispered again. Maurice’s composure cracked instantly, a helpless smile tugging at his lips. “You little minx,” he muttered before leaning in and capturing her lips in a heated kiss. Her soft laughter vibrated against his mouth, turning the threat into something far sweeter.

“I do have another question though.” He eased back. “Go ahead.” I licked my lips. “Can I have a kiss?” “Whenever you want.” His lips curled in a mischievous little smile. He made no move to lean closer, however. I huffed. “Can I have a kiss now?” “Gladly.”

“Fine. If you won’t let me make sweet, sweet love to you in the back seat, at least come dance with me.” “Can I twerk it out on your junk?” I say when I can talk properly again. “Yes, absolutely.” “Will you foam finger me?” He smiles. “If that’ll make you happy.” I swing around and jump up into his arms, straddling his hips. “I accept.” He pushes his lips into mine and gives me a dizzying kiss as he keeps walking. I’m happy to stay in this position for another hour, but apparently he has other things on his mind.

It made me feel all tingly and special. "You look spectacular," he whispered, leaning forward to kiss my cheek gently, careful not to mess up my makeup. "Not that you don't usually look amazing, but...wow." I laughed, glad to see him a little flustered. "Thank you." "Well, ladies, thank you for keeping my date company today. I think it's time I stole her away, though," he said, managing to regain his composure as he turned toward Allie and Marissa. "Thank you for the invite! We had a great time," Allie answered quickly. She grinned up at him.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

she looked at his hazel eyes. Chris caressed her cheeks, "I was in need of caress and when I saw the love of my life walk to the restroom, I couldn't help myself." Kimberly pushed his palms away from her cheeks, "and we ended up doing more than caress." "Don't tell me that you regret it," he looked anywhere but not her, "because I don't." He was telling the truth and she knew it, "I don't and I'll never do that." He pecked her lips.

Kazumis POV My FIRST KISS. My first kiss was stolen by the person I hate the most. AHHHH.. what can be worst than this. It is the worst nightmare a person can even dream about but just look at my misfortune, it was all happening in real life. I don’t know why he kissed me all of a sudden, neither do I wanted to know now. I tried to break free from his hold but no luck. At last, I came up with a idea, and without giving it a second thought, I bit Shaun’s lips and he pulled out from the kiss. The first thought that came in my mind was to punch him hard but when I saw Kiara’s reaction who just witnessed all the shameful acts of Shaun, I controlled my inner self and just ran away but before that

Michelle stuttered. Mark leaned in closer to Michelle, his heart pounding with anticipation. As he pressed his lips against hers, he felt a rush of electricity coursing through his body. Their kiss deepened, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance. It was a French kiss, and it was unlike anything Mark had ever experienced before. In that moment, with Michelle's arms around his waist, he knew he had found the one he wanted to be with forever.

The room itself seemed to hold its breath, their connection palpable, a blend of passion and questions. "Am I making you feel what I want you to feel?" he inquired. D'Andre's mischievous smile held a world of meaning, a silent invitation to a realm of unspoken emotions. They returned to their embrace, their lips meeting in a fervent kiss, like two souls rediscovering each other.

God, why does he have to be such a good kisser? ​Due to the lack of oxygen, I was forced to pull away, but Draven didn’t stop there. Instead, he started leaving a trail of hot kisses along my jawline and down to my neck, nibbling and sucking on my soft spot before moving up and kissing the corner of my lips, then back to my neck again, making my whole body quiver in pleasure. I gasped when he squeezed my thighs and tugged on the skin of my neck, causing me to moan again. No, this was getting too intense and I have to control myself...but I can’t, and I don’t want to.