Novel & Cerita Nico And Will Kiss Book

“No, Antonio. I’d stalled. I allowed whatever it was between you and Maccini play out for as long as it could. He chose to end things with you, and this isn’t your fault. Just like it ain’t mine. But I’ll regret it—all of it—if I ever let things go so easily. I want you, Antonio. And I’m done asking. I’ll just take.” He locked his lips on mine and for a moment everything went still until it escalated. His tongue forced his way through mine and I let out a low moan, granting him enough access while my hands found his hair and back and neck as Nico kissed and sucked and lapped every inch of my lips and mouth he was trying to map out. A low groan slipped free from his lips as he moved his mouth

His voice was full of mischief. “Okay. Kara grabbed his hand and put it on top of her shirt where her growing tummy was. Nico’s face crumpled. “I mean I want a kiss.” Kara laughed. He looked like an angry child when he did not get his favorite treat. To humor him, she leaned close, intending to kiss him on the cheek, but Nico angled his head at the right moment and was now kissing her full on the mouth. Kara gasped, but his hand went to the back of her head to press her to him. It was some time after he let go of her lips.

If they didn’t… Then he’d walk. He’d walked away from worse. Kai finally noticed the silence. “Dude. You good? You look like someone just told you the cafeteria ran out of coffee forever.” Nico didn’t smile. Just stared at the blank page. “Fine.” Kai frowned. Leaned closer. “You sure? You were kissing Elara in the hall like a damn romance novel ten minutes ago, and now you’re sitting here like you’re planning a prison break.” Nico exhaled through his nose.

Knock. I jump at the sound of the noise, and Deimos pushes me behind him. The door to Deimos’s room opens as if on cue, and Nico strolls inside. I cannot help but shake in his presence, but I still hold my head high. I have done nothing wrong. Deimos quickly turns to me and gives me a pleading look before placing a chaste kiss on my lips. “Now, now,” Nico chuckles. “We wouldn’t want to ruin the Little Princess’s makeup.”

"And you know what? If you try to make a scene, those videos will circulate online within the hour. I wonder what you'll say to Jace then? How will you explain why you're here with me, wearing that dress, smelling like you want to be touched?" He was so close now I could almost taste the flavour of his wine, could feel the heat radiating off his body, and could see the pupils of his eyes dilated in the candlelight. Behind me, I heard the creak of a door opening, loud in the tense silence. Before I could process what was happening, before I could turn to see who it was, Nico moved with the speed of a striking snake. His hand came up to cup the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair, and

Nicole's eyes fluttered open; she was met with Gage's piercing gaze. He was staring at her, his eyes burning with intensity. Nicole's cheeks flushed, and she bit her lower lip, feeling a flutter in her chest. Gage's eyes dropped to her lips, and he moved closer, his face inches from hers. Without a word, Gage's lips brushed against Nicole's, sparking a flame that had been simmering between them. Nicole's smile grew, and she leaned in, deepening the kiss.

I didn't want him to stop kissing me, either. Williow P.O.V. "Fuckkkk," I heard him growl, and his mouth vibrated with mine. Then he pushed me away and ran out the door, leaving me shocked and hurt because he kissed me, and two he left me. So now I am standing here wondering if I was dreaming again or if this was real this time. I hope it's not a dream but real. Once I opened the door and still thinking about what Bryce and I did in the janitor's closet, with a blush on my face. But before I could think of what would have happened if he didn't leave. I sighed.

I focused on my left hand instead, on the ring that probably cost so much, a ring I wished I could throw into the deepest sea. But then strong hands grazed my back and my breath immediately stopped, because I knew this touch. And it definitely wasn’t Alessia. I looked up, into the mirror before me and then I almost choked on my own spit. Nico. Nico was the one right behind me, standing so close to me. Too close to me. I stiffened as my fingers curled against the vanity. He did not move and neither did I as we both stared into each other’s eyes through the mirror.

she said quietly. I rested my forehead lightly against hers, breathing in her scent. “I’ve missed this.” Her hand rested against my chest. “So this is why we came early.” “It crossed my mind.” I kissed the top of her head, then my lips slowly found hers, a slow, deep kiss that was a promise of more to come. A soft laugh escaped her. “I had a feeling.” I kissed her forehead before another sound interrupted the quiet. Three quick, precise knocks. The door opened. Nico entered balancing his laptop beneath one arm while carrying what seemed like enough pizza to feed an army.

Nico whispered, "every man in the room will want you and every woman will hate you." "And what will you do?" Nico’s eyes met mine in the mirror. They were dark and possessive. "I will stand next to you," he said. "And I will dare anyone to touch what is mine." He spun me around and kissed me hard, messing up my lipstick. "We take the dress," Nico said. "And the earrings and the shoes." "And then?" I asked, breathless. "And then," Nico grinned, "we go get lunch. I promised you burgers."