Mischievous Kiss 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

Sighing softly, I settled down beside her, feeling a mix of affection and amusement at her antics. Mini wasted no time in tearing open the ice cream packet, her excitement palpable. But before she could take her first bite, I gently covered her mouth with my palm, a gesture to fulfill my wishes. Her face is so fuckin' small. "Kiss," I instructed in a husky tone, a hint of desire lacing my voice. Responding to my request, Mini cupped my face in her hands, pressing a sweet kiss to my cheek. "Kiss, I want a KISS," I repeated, my tone firm yet tinged with affection.

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

he replied cockily. "Hmm. Why would I want to reach your lips? What does your lips have to offer?" She asked, intentionally licking her lips slowly to get his attention. "We might just have to see what it has to offer, don't you think?" He teased. He leaned down to claim her lips and just as she closed her eyes, he smiled. After a while she opened her eyes to see he wasn't leaning down anymore but he had a triumphant smirk on his face. "I thought you didn't want to know what my lips could offer, didn't you?" He said.

" I instantly exclaimed after what he just said. "Girlfriend? But Nate about earlier..." he didn't let me finish my words and kissed me. I hate it when he does that because I couldn't control myself. There he goes again kissing me softly and I lost again. Damn! I never thought I would be this crazy! We were kissing when I suddenly remembered what Kim has said, I broke the kiss and he looked confused. "This is a mistake!" I said and he was puzzled. "Hah? What do you mean?" he asked and I stared at him in the eyes.

Mishka turned to him and kissed his lips, throwing her arms around his shoulder. Christian’s hand travelled to her back, and he tried to open the hook but groaned, failing at it until Mishka opened them for him and the golden gown slipped down, bunching down at her feet. Christian held the back of her head, deepening the kiss while she opened the buttons of his silk white shirt and her hand swept on his hard abs.

“You just said the both of you are happy. Prove it to us. Prove it’s not just business.” The room stilled. For a heartbeat, I thought Misha would refuse. That he would end Viktor’s life right then and there. Instead, Misha turned his head, meeting my wide eyes with a look that held something darker than usual. Without warning, without hesitation, he bent his head and kissed me. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t sweet. It was possession. Hard. Dominant. Claiming. But not cruel.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

Everything felt wrong but I could not stop wanting to feel his lips on mine. Without leaving my cheek, he brought his lips toward me but stopped at a distance as if he was asking me for permission. Instead of pulling myself away, I shut my eyes, and then it happened. My heart skipped a beat when his lips touched mine. It was so good that it felt unreal. I kissed him back with the same passion and he deepened his kiss in which I lost myself. It happened. I got my first kiss from a mafia heir.

As I break the kiss, I say, “Baby, I am so sorry. She has nothing on you. Honestly, I don’t know why my body had chosen to betray me. It’s as if she put a spell on me or something and it felt so foreign. I guess I will never understand it. But, please trust me, I will never stray from your arms. Ever.” Kissing her again a bit more roughly this time, I nip at her lips and then fondle her breasts for a time. She sighs and then grabs ahold of my hard cock before she starts to stroke it and firmly grasps my balls. Knowing that she is still sore, I back up and say, “Baby, I am a little raw for that this morning. Trust me if I wasn’t, I would be doing last night all over again. I love it