Nesta And Cassian First Kiss Novels & Stories

Nana and the rest shouted from outside but they ignored as the two love birds continued kissing. *** HE KISSED HER FIRST AND HE ENDED UP WITH HER. ******THE END******

Cassandra flashed him a cheeky grin and turned to go and deal with her sons’ spat, but Sébastien grabbed her wrist and she laughingly fell back as he pulled her onto his lap and claimed her mouth for a kiss. On cue, the two boys forgot all about the rugby jersey and started making loud vomiting noises. “Ew! Gross!” declared Émile as he dragged his younger brother away. “You two better not get all kissy at the match. So not cool, papa!” Cassandra finally pulled away breathlessly and smiled into Sébastien’s face. She imitated Émile. “So not cool, but so much fun.” “Hmm,” Sébastien murmured appreciatively, settling Cassandra into one arm while holding Oona with the other. “Have I told you yet t

I asked. "No. I'm just wondering if you are still the same girl I know." "Why?" "You seemed like a nerd then but now I feel like I got the wrong impression of you." "Yea you did." He brushed his hands gently up my sides to rest on my shoulders, ignoring my breasts so obviously that I let out a frustrated groan and pounded my fists against his chest in protest. "I’m savored, I promise," I told him tartly, reaching for his zipper. 'Jesus.' He hissed as he felt my little hands through his jeans. 'You’re perfect. Did you know that?' He molded his hands to my breasts, giving them each exactly what they wanted. Nate sucked in a deep, ragged breath. 'Fuck.'

“That’s not true. Noah is… just a friend.” “Hmm. Cassian hummed as he took my hand, placing it on his mask. He was smiling at me. A genuine smile. I felt happy seeing it. I gasped as my fingers touched it. He pulled me in closer as I bit my bottom lip. One of his hands reached out to cup my face, and he leaned in, placing a light kiss on my lips. He deepened it as one of his hands went back into my camisole. The kiss became heated as I wrapped my fingers around his hair, tugging on it.

I should— But I didn’t. I just stood there for a second, looking at him. His face was calm, like none of this affected him. Unlike me. Everything inside me felt messy. Loud. Confused. And before I could stop myself… I leaned in. And I kissed him. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t even perfect. But it happened. And for a moment… I didn’t think about Ethan. I didn’t think about anything. Just that one second.

" When he finished, he dropped his head, like a criminal awaiting sentencing. Meanwhile, I was too distracted by how good he looked to actually process his words. All I could think was… Why was he talking so much? He was so hot. I really wanted to kiss him. So I did. After all, he had kissed me plenty of times when he was still a snake. I grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and went up on my toes to kiss him. Before the chat exploded, I heard my cousins whispering nearby. "Damn, he's unreal. No wonder Olivia fell for him!" "He's got two of those! That's insane!" Jeffrey exclaimed. "What does he even have to be insecure about? If it were me, I'd be parading them around every day!"

Cassidy's POV I nodded, throat tight. “I promise.” He searched my eyes for another beat, then leaned down, capturing my lips in a kiss that stole my breath. It wasn’t gentle. It was fierce, possessive, pouring every unspoken word into me. His tongue swept in, claiming, and I melted against him, hands fisting in his damp hair. Heat flared low in my belly, a desperate reminder of what we’d shared just minutes ago on the terrace. God, I didn’t want to leave this—leave him.

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.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

“Its the best.” Cassian’s other hand gripped my hip as his lips grazes mine, his tongue parted my lips, tasting me. His kiss was breathtaking. The way our tongues teased each other, and our lips perfectly molded together felt as if this was more than a chance meeting. His hand slid up from my hip, stroking along my ribs. My nipples puckered against my silk dress, my breasts were big so I had to wear an almost transparent bra that wouldn’t show against my dress if I didnt my breast being the center of attention all evening.