Mr Devil Do Not Kiss Me Novels & Stories

The Devil has never looked so tempting up until now, and I lick my lips. I'm going to do it. I'm going to kiss him and use him to remove Dereks’ touch from my body. Cupping his jaw with my hands, “forgive me,” I whisper right before I cover his lips with mine. He freezes for a millisecond, a low growl sounds from his chest, and he wraps his hands around my wrists. I brace myself, waiting for him to break away and tell me how disgusting I am and that he can't find the strength to allow me to kiss him.

—Serene, мой северный полюс (my North Pole), I'm back —he gets up from the sofa, then takes a few steps toward me and stands right in front of me— Haven't you missed me? Without waiting for an answer, he kisses me. I wasn't going to deny I missed the taste of his lips, his touch on my skin. They drove me crazy. At first, it was a slow kiss until he made it faster and more aggressive. Demir knew very well how to make me lose control, so I would demand more than a kiss, to desire him more. —You're late —at that moment, a tear escapes that runs down my cheek like a stranger. —It wasn't my intention —he pulls me toward his chest as he wraps me in a hug— It was never my intention.

The devil knows how to play, it temps and seduces making us fantasize that this could be different but we never know until we are drowning in this darkness where no one can save us. Checking the time, panic surged in me I don't want to be late on the first day of work. Soon, I take a shower and wear my professional attire before locking my door and getting ready to meet with the devil. Soon, I stand in the elevator it is so smooth that I didn't realize it, I reached the top floor until a ting sound echoed in the air. As I entered "Ms Mavis." he breathed out, It sounded like a sound of relief as if he was breathless before as if every breath, he took without me was painful.

His grip was strong, determined. “You’re mine?” he murmured, eyes locked on mine. “If you claim me, then you belong to me too, Mrs. Muller.” And before I could protest, his lips crashed against mine. The crowd erupted in applause. My mind spun. My heart pounded wildly in my chest. This wasn’t part of the mission. This wasn’t supposed to happen. God help me… that was my first kiss. And it was with him. ***** LMCD22

he said softly, his hand coming up to cup her face. "You got it wrong." He leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. "I'm the Devil." Before she could respond, his mouth crashed down on hers. The kiss was brutal, claiming, tasting of violence and possession and dark promises she didn't understand. She should push him away. Should run. Should do anything except kiss him back. But her body betrayed her. Again. Her mouth opened for him. Her hands fisted in his shirt. Her hips pressed forward, seeking friction, seeking him.

I reiterated and explained further. I just want to clarify that part. I still want to preserve myself in this situation. The boss may be gorgeous and all, but I’m not after that. And for all I know, I’m not even the his type. He’s just seeing the amusement in this situation we have, thus the teasing. Slowly, the boss nodded, agreeing with me. “Alright. No kisses, unless necessary.” “Right,” I seconded, nodding. “You sure about that?” Sir Troy suddenly asked, looking me straight in the eye, looking almost serious.

The fact that she had the nerve to walk into my office and sprout rubbish from those lying lips of hers, after all she did to me in the past made me want to carry her and fling her out of my office. “You disgust me. Leave!! Now!!” I said to her through gritted teeth. I didn't want to embarrass her before my employees that was why I was respectfully telling her to leave instead of pushing her out of my office with force. It happened so quickly and before I knew it Chloe’s lips were on mine, with her tongue struggling to gain access into my mouth, so she could deepen the kiss. I felt disgusted by her touch. I felt like puking. If not that mom trained me never to hit a woman, I would have slapp

“ Boss , I……am very happy for you and for myself today . “ said Derrick raising his glass then looked at Mia . “ My beautiful wife ! I love you so much . “ said Derrick hugging Mia . “ Get off me ! I am not your wife yet . “ said Mia with her legs shaking as she had drank too much . Derrick grabbed Mia in his arms and raised her up like a princess . “ Mr Donovan , would you mind if we make some noise tonight ? “ said Derrick winking at him with a devilish smirk . “ Derrick !!! “ said Mia embarrassed . “ Oh , do whatever you want ! All the rooms in the house are soundproof . “ said mr Donovan winking at them .

You can’t forget it either right? You can’t forget how I touched you nor can you forget how you were writhing beneath me, Can you forget how my tongue latched and pleasured you? That silly boyfriend of yours can he pleasure you like I will?” He said and pulled her closer to him tightly, his breath fanning hotly against her face “Can he make you feel all the things I can?” He asked again, his voice coming out hoarse, His fingers were kneading more into her open skin, she looked down at his fingers and back at him “Let go of me!” She said but instead he brought his face closer to her “I want to fuck you here Rielle, I want you to be mine! I want to kiss you until you are breathless.” He said a

the client rasped against Jace’s lips before claiming his lower lips again. The metallic taste of blood and mint told Jace that one of them had drawn blood, but he wasn’t even ready to uncover who did what. He was too lost in the pleasure, just as he’d like to be. Despite how wrong it was. The client withdrew from the kiss with a swollen lip and ruffled hair, but a grin cracked on his face for the first time since Jace has been serving him. It only lasted for a second, and the familiar scenery of the city told them they were still in the same living room. His gaze caught the digital wall clock briefly before his gaze blurred once again with pleasure.