Nesta And Cassian First Kiss Novels & Stories

She asks me, and I groan before running my hands through my hair. “Todd and I kissed last night, Rosa. It was a dare.” I say quickly. Rosalie’s eyes widen, and so does her smile. She looks like she has been handed a million dollars. “Ohhhh.” She coos, coming closer to me, but my mind is busy with a lot of calculations. “He’s probably at the diner now, which gives him about twenty minutes to get here. That gives me very little time to get away….” I mutter to myself.

She gave him a discreet lip kiss, tilting her head upward. "Nathan, I hope the best for you," she added. "I hope Ainsley and you can have a happy relationship." He answered with a rather dejected expression. "I hope so too." From the little bridge across the koi pond, Brian saw Cassie give Nathan a hug and then a kiss. His heart atrophied in his chest and his belly knotted with misery. He had planned to make plans for a future with Cassie and tell her that he had fallen in love with her that night. Rather, he saw as his stepbrother made advances at her, and she readily accepted them.

This is the dawn of a new day and the start of our new life together. Bastian squeezes my hand tighter in his and I can't stop smiling. My face already hurts from smiling so hard, but I know I won't be able to stop. I don't want to stop. I'm happier than I ever could have imagined. Bastian leans forward and kisses me again. This time it is just for the two of us, a sunrise kiss that promises a lifetime of joy. I kiss him back, knowing that we have a lifetime of sunrise kisses before us.

I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more. He fisted my hair in both his hands and backed me toward the sofa. When the backs of my knees hit the cushions, I began to lower myself, and he came with me most of the way until suddenly, he broke the kiss to pull back and study me. The moment my spine hit the couch with my hair splaying around my face, he grinned and set a knee between mine while burying one of his hands in my hair. He began to lower himself on top of me before stopping a few inches from contact. His gaze fell to my mouth. “What’s your favorite movie?”

Cassian smirked at his handiwork, the three of them marked, limping, bonded in shared ruin, empire business fueling filthy pleasure. ‎Mid-bite, Cassian's hand snaked under the counter, groping Nagur's plump ass cheek through the sweatpants, fingers digging deep into the firm muscle, kneading the tender flesh. Nagur froze, fork halfway to mouth, then turned with heat blazing in his dark eyes. Without a word, he leaned in, crashing their mouths together in a hungry kiss, tongues tangling sloppy over bacon grease and coffee bitterness, teeth nipping lips till copper taste filled their mouth. Cassian growled into it, hand slipping inside the pants to probe that wrecked hole, two fingers plunging

Hailey initially tried to resist, but the intensity of his kiss soon melted her resolve, and she responded with equal passion. As the kiss deepened, their breaths mingling, Cassian's hand skillfully slid down to unbutton her shirt. He didn't pause for a moment, immediately lowering his lips to her neck, trailing hot kisses down to her collarbone. Hailey gasped softly, her fingers instinctively gripping his shoulders as he moved lower, kissing and nibbling her skin with a mix of tenderness and desire.

So when no one noticed, she stood up, walked to the oblivious Nathaniel, grabbed his face to turn it toward her, and kissed him quickly. Nathaniel immediately pulled away from her. “What are you doing?!” he asked angrily. “It is just a kiss. Doesn’t mean we’re getting married or something. Right, Celine?” Cassia asked, very much satisfied with the hurt look on Celine’s face. Celine looked at the innocent expression Cassia gave her and at how Nathaniel was angry about the kiss. She felt a little jealous and irritated that Cassia had done that, but when she remembered that Cassia had said she hated losing in games and didn’t have feelings for Nathaniel, her heart eased.

“It's perfect.” “You're perfect,” he says, putting his hand on my cheek. “We're perfect,” I correct him. He nods and brings his lips to mine. We kiss in front of our sandcastle, and I see the flash from the photographer's camera. I'm glad this picture will be mine forever. We are in love, and now we have a picture to hang in our home of sandcastle kisses.

ALESSIA’S POV The kiss didn't lasted for over a minute before I broke it. It didn't taste like him. Cassius. Cassius has a minty scent, and the way he deep-throats me, I so much love it. But that didn't apply with Nathaniel. He just kissed me back like the gentleman that he was. It wasn't so surprising that I wasn't into gentlemen. I want my man rough and domineering. I want to cower and beg under his touch.

“Kara told me that sometimes the females will save their first kiss and their first sexual experience for their mates.” I recall the kiss earlier and how nervous she seemed at first. Was I her first kiss? Shaking my head, I refuse to think about what that would mean. No, I have to harden my heart. “Look, Nevaeh, I made my choice. I’m fine now. Let’s just go and get this night over with.” Nevaeh gives me a disappointed look but doesn’t comment further. “Let’s go then,” Mikhail mumbles carefully. Nodding my head, I walk back into the room and breathe a sigh of relief when I don’t see Cassia. However, my relief is short-lived when I don’t see the man she was with.