Nico Di Angelo And Will Solace Kiss Novels & Stories

It’s the choice to act despite it. Her throat tightened. She hated the way his words sank into her, hated the strange warmth beneath the danger of his voice. She looked down at her plate, refusing to meet his gaze again. The silence stretched until Dante spoke again, softer this time. “Do you know why I demanded the kiss?” Her head jerked up. “To humiliate me.”

Angelo angrily shouted as he pulled his hair because of frustration. He furiously jumped on the soft bed- trying to ease the boiling anger that- he; felt inside of him. Punching the bed several times, Angelo mumbled some curse words while hiding his face on the pillow. “Argh!” he shouted as he punched while kicking the air. “I’ll certainly remember what you did, you ugly Homosapien, and I will have- my revenge on you a hundredfold. You wait and see you perverted, ugly, disgusting Homosapien. You’re going to taste the revenge of this ultra handsome Angelo Ian Diano. I’ll make sure that you would beg for forgiveness for stealing my first kiss and for molesting my precious; lips.”

I wait for him when I can but on days he comes back late like tonight, he expects me to have eaten and not wait for him. “Okay, go ahead, I need to put them down anyways” I pat Angel's chest. Niko turns my face with his finger under my chin, placing another kiss on my lips, loving, lingering. Before pulling back and getting off the bed. He disappears into the bathroom. I lay there for a minute, soaking in his touch. When the shower turns on, I get up. Picking up Caela lightly so she doesn’t wake, I place two pillows beside Angelo because I don’t want any accidents before I return.

Alessandro I close my eyes tightly and savor her sweet lips, hmm... I think I'm in heaven. Her soft tongue brushes against mine, shit, this feels so good! She's really enjoying my kiss. She pushes me away violently and slaps me hard across the face. - Idiot, what did you just do? - I... I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know what came over me, it was the devil's work. Please don't fire me!

But here, everything disappears from Angelina and Sebastian’s sight—they can’t see anyone other than them. They are sucking each other’s lips like melted ice cream. While sucking her lips twice, he breaks the kiss and, while cupping her one cheek in his hand, then kisses her on the forehead while making her close her eyes in pleasure just for a second. “You always make it hard for me to control myself in your presence!” There is a smile aroused on his lips, and she blushed at his stares. ______________________ Gianna and her cousin, David, are together. David was showing her a video on his phone.

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.

He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss. Then she hears it again, the scream, well now it sounds more like an angry shriek. She turns around to find a very angry lady walking towards them. She’s confused, wondering why this lady is walking up to her with murderous intent, why this guy just kissed her, why everyone seems to be interested in what's happening in their little corner. She looks to her right, where the guy was standing beside her and she’s shocked to see a very satisfied look on his face as he watches the lady walk towards them. Did he do this on purpose? She thought to herself.

Ever. My heart melted when he finally kissed me back, painfully slow, as if he was trying to fight his own instincts and conceal his anger. An arm made its way to my neck, and I followed his movement, holding the back of his neck and savoring his lips. This felt so right. He was being so gentle and slow, as if he was trying to pour all of his hidden feelings into the kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but due to a lack of oxygen, I finally had to pull away.

"I am deeply and truly sorry, angel. Please find it in your heart to forgive me." His fingers lightly slid up her arm to the tiny sleeve of her nightwear and he slowly pulled the sleeve off her shoulder, replacing his fingers with his lips and she almost hissed in pleasure. "Greg..." She tried to speak but it only came out as a weak whisper. "Greg I..." She stiffened and felt him freeze behind her as they were interrupted by Cameron's loud wail.

“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