Nico And Will Kiss Book Novels & Stories

I stop breathing. “What?” My voice is small. “He knows? What do you mean he knows?” Nico’s eyes flick to the door behind us, to the hallway, to the windows, checking shadows and corners for ears. “He knows about the fucking kiss,” he snaps, voice low and sharp, like it hurts to say it. My stomach drops so fast I feel dizzy. I glance behind us, just like he did, making sure no one is there, then step closer. “He knows about you and me?” I whisper.

"She's in her own room, she said she wanted to learn to read storybooks before bed." Nico breathed a sigh of relief, then sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Celine's hand to join him on his lap. "I really miss you, you know?" he whispered near Celine's ear. Celine smiled softly, her hand stroking Nico's hair. "I miss you too." Nico looked at her longingly, then kissed her lips again, this time deeper, longer. Celine replied lovingly, her fingers stroking Nico's nape, pulling him closer.

Noah suddenly asked. "Not Lia." "He didn't know that I wasn't the one to h-kiss him eh because n-he closed his eyes." he said, frowning at her. "What do you mean?" "It's really a dog that he n-slapped. While he n-closed his eyes, the dog I saw here, I glued to his lips." "Yuck!" Buchu sighed. "Does that mean Lia's kiss isn't you but a dog?" "He's not just k-kissing, Agnes. He's still k-slapping and sucking. He's so happy while n-biting the dog's snout." giggling it says.

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

Yet, he needs rest, he needs to close his eyes not be sexing me again before his meeting with Aurora. Our lips crash together, hungry, soft, teasing, gentle, exploring. The kiss is intense with such passion as if our lives depended on it. I moan into his mouth. When we stop, I am breathless. Never has a man taken my breath away with just a kiss but Nico, he holds the key to the fire igniting inside of me every time we are close. He is like an intoxicating drug; one I don’t think I will be able to get enough of. Our foreheads rest against each others, “what are we going to do, Princess?”

Willow asked when he grabbed her hand pulled her closer. "What does it look like I'm doing?" he said as he carried her from her seat and placed her on his lap. "Someone might see us!" she panicked. Nathan rolled his eyes, "My windows are tinted." With that, he grabbed her neck and pulled her down to kiss him. The kiss became hot and needy as he grabbed her ass and gave it a tight squeeze, earning a moan from her. "You gave me hickeys," Willow moaned as she slowly grinded her pelvis with his. The friction of their clothes sent waves of pleasure to both of them and the only thing Nathan could think of was burying himself inside her.

Without breaking the kiss, he gently pulls me into his big muscular arms and further intensifies the kiss. His lips are warm and soft. They were partly sighted, allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our bodies are pressed together heatedly as I our lips joined with each other's. I can taste our shared breath and feel the taste of our combined heartbeat. Warmth blossoms in my chest, igniting it as Alpha Nolan leans in close, with his lips brushing tentatively. This is my first kiss ever. The smell of his perfume is dizzying and it causes butterflies to dance in my stomach. My eyes are closed and they seem to have gotten stuck.

My hand moves to the wrist of the hand that's cupping my cheek, holding tightly whether to push him away or pull him closer to me, even I don't know. His other hand snakes around to the small of my back to guide me closer to him, keep me there. Pressed up against him. I melt into the kiss, letting myself enjoy what I've been craving for weeks and finally kiss him back. We kiss hard, as if we're drowning in our responsibilities, and struggles, and the only breath of fresh air is this moment here. In this super expensive hotel apartment. Our breaths are coming in sharp exhales and sighs as we kiss.

“When I can breathe without wondering who’s going to stab us in the back next. When I don’t feel like I’m becoming someone colder every time I give an order.” Nico caught my hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed my knuckles, then my wrist, slow and deliberate. “You’re not cold. You’re tired. There’s a difference.” His mouth moved up my arm, soft and warm. I closed my eyes and let the heat build, slow and steady, pushing back against the constant chill of grief and war. When he reached my shoulder I turned my head and kissed him. It started gentle but quickly turned hungry. Messy. Like we were both trying to remind ourselves we were still alive.

that’s the infamous grandma Lucas is so scared of…. Adonis looks at her with a strange expression, pursing his lips. He still hasn’t uttered a word, and it confuses me. Is he so high on ego that he does not think anyone else is worthy of his voice? He grimaces, turns from his grandmother to glare at me, and with one hard glare, he taps three times. “Mr Thornewood has agreed…but on one condition.” Mr. Richards says again, speaking for Adonis. “What is it?” “He wants Miss Venus in the kissing booth with him.”