Nanashima Kiss Him Not Me Novels & Stories

“Good morning. Like what you see?” Lara gasped in much shock and pursed her lips in embarrassment. “I was just waiting for you to finish your session.” The girl looked at him carefully when suddenly she remembered that he was the man that she had kissed and the man had kissed her back in return, almost biting her lips.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

~ ANNIKA ~ Hey lovely, it's your girl Fãvē, This chapter contains mature themes, strong language, and explicit content that may not be suitable for everyone. Please be aware that this is a work of fiction and does not reflect real-life events or individuals. Enjoy the rest of your reading experience! Love you! 😘 ************* "Why?" He placed his hand under my jaw and turned my face towards him. "I like you, Annika. I hope you know that," he said before he forcefully kissed me on the lips. He was

And then he whispered, “I love you, Scarlett.” My heart stopped. Scarlett. I tried to move, to slip away—but he pulled me closer. His lips captured mine in a kiss so passionate. Tender. Hungry. And I didn’t stop him. Because for a moment, just one, I let myself pretend. That he was kissing me. “Fuck,” Damien groaned, grabbing his head as he pushed me to the side and collapsed back onto the bed. I sat up, watching him for a moment. He was out cold again, snoring softly.

The Enemy Inside The morning after Damon kissed Ava again was suffocatingly quiet. Ava sat at her kitchen table, untouched tea cooling in her hands, the taste of last night still burning on her lips. Not the kiss — the guilt. The rage. The collapse she almost let herself fall into. She wasn’t supposed to let him in again — physically or emotionally. Yet she had. Just for a second. A knock at the door pulled her from her spiral. Nari stepped in, face tight. “We have a situation.”

The first night he and I had gotten intimate, I was eighteen. I met him when I was seventeen and he had waited patiently until I was older to have me, because he was older than I was by two years and didn't want to violate me. I recalled how he had slapped my ass with so much vigor and how he nibbled on my nipples with passion and thirst. "Kiss her." The photographer said, interrupting my train of thoughts. "Whoa!" I stepped back. "A kiss? A real kiss?" I raised my voice, utterly embarrassed. That wasn't part of the plan.

We hardly looked like a couple in love, ready to get wedded. “Let’s step up the game, then. We should kiss.” I leaned towards a stunned Daniella. “What the f*ck! That wasn’t included.” She leaned backwards with disgust. I couldn’t believe she found me that disgusting. Wasn’t she drooling at the sight of me? “It’s just to convince Melissa and keep her off my ass. Who’s asking for an actual kiss? Just consider this a movie and yourself as the main lead.” She groaned and pushed me away. “I’m not kissing you here.”

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

I had to do this. So I swallowed my pride and my dignity and continue to kiss the one person I didn't expect to kiss. The Player of Preston High.

I said trying to assume maybe he mistakenly entered the female restroom. "I know" he replied then he moved closer to me and I continued shifting backwards. "So what are you doing here?" I asked "I came am here to meet you and I must say; you've got a nice future behind you" he said staring at my backside. This guy is gonna get injured coz he doesn't know who he's dealing with. "Leave now before the count of three" I said and he smirk. "One...two..... three; time's up" I said and landed a heavy kick on his stomach and he shifted back holding his stomach in pain.