Novel & Cerita Nico Di Angelo And Will Solace Kiss

His voice was raw, shaking with rage. Zac staggered, eyes flashing with pain and confusion. “What?” “You kissed her!” Angelo shook him once, his grip vice-like. “Was that part of the damn contract? Huh?” Zac exhaled sharply through his nose, ignoring the sting on his lip. “Let go, man.” Angelo knew Mia wasn’t his. He knew what he’d signed up for. But knowing and seeing were two different things. And that kiss—fuck, that kiss—it wasn’t supposed to look that real.

All I know is that I just want to comfort him, want to show him that I'm here for him, that I won't judge him even if he thinks that's the exact thing I'm supposed to do, considering the person of my calibre. “Fuck, Angel,” those are the last words I hear when he grabs my hand from underneath him, and places my both hands over my head and against the headboard. Luciano lowers his head, and I tilt mine back to meet his mouth for a kiss. It is gentle, unhurried and deliciously slow at first. No anger or violence, only beautiful sensuality. My own body responds to the kiss and the feel of Luciano coming undone under my touch. Not until the kiss becomes less gentle, less controlled and eager tha

A soft beep confirms we’re locked in. Nico exhales—long, ragged. Leans his forehead against the cold steel for a second. Then he turns. Looks at me. Then at Victor. No words. He crosses the room in four strides. Grabs my face with both hands. Kisses me like he’s drowning and I’m air. Hard. Desperate. Teeth clashing. Tongue claiming every corner of my mouth like he needs to erase Victor’s taste from the last hour. I moan into him. Fingers curling into his torn shirt.

His phone goes off again and I lean forward stand up, walk over to him and take Angelo, placing him on the floor beside his sister. “You should go” I shooed him, we can talk when he returned. Niko lifts from the sofa, doing the button on his jacket and before I know it he is in front of me lowered to on knee. “I’ll see you soon” he murmured as he sweeps his thumb along Caela’s eyebrow and kisses Angelo’s head. And then our gaze holds, I nod once, telling him its fine. That I was fine.

He parted our lips and smiled and kissed me again, I could feel his smile. "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr and Mrs Ruffalo '' the officiant declared. The cheers were non stop and so was his kiss, he was not planning on breaking it anytime soon but my breath was running short. I patted his chest a couple of times until he broke the kiss with a big grin planted on his face with his eyes shining with joy "that's two kisses amore mio " I was left dumb founded until a gunshot was heard. screams and shouts erupted. I ducked my head in a split second Niccolò was standing in front if me

“What?” “You have melted chocolate below your lip.” “I do?” Goodness how embarrassing. I go to wipe it off but Nico stops me. His eyes are full of lust as he eyes my lips. He wraps his hand on the back of my neck and pulls me closer for a kiss, licking the chocolate off of me. I can taste the chocolate on his tongue as the kiss deepens. He moves me to straddle him and I wrap my arms around his neck. I take a peak at those around us and no one seems to be paying attention, some are even making out with others as well.

My pussy clenched in need and I wanted someone to help me deal with it. And that someone was no one other that my mate… Nico stretched his hand towards me and I held onto it.He helped me to stand up from the floor and my legs wobbled but he held me in place.Nico wiped excess cum from the corners of my lips using his thumb then held me by the neck and kissed me on the lips, tasting himself on it. I choked when Nico's grip on my neck tightened but then he loosened it and his lips curved into a smile. “You like it in your mouth?”He asked and I nodded,”Yes,it feels fucking good when it is in my mouth.”My lips curved into a smile.

I misunderstand, and when fear tightens my features, he quickly frames my face and leans so close I can feel his breath on my lips. “No kissing!” I shriek just in time. Angelo presses his forehead to mine, and closing his eyes, he sucks in deep breaths of air. His voice is hoarse as he admits, “It’s difficult.” “What?” “Not losing control.” It’s only then I realize how considerate he is. Angelo is doing so much for me, and I’m stuck in my head. Wanting to show him how grateful I am that he’s making this experience as pleasurable as possible for me, I lift my head and press a kiss to his cheek.

“I don’t want to go another night without feeling you.” Lucas pressed his forehead against Nico’s. “You don’t have to prove anything. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” “But I need this,” Nico whispered. “Please.” Lucas exhaled slowly, eyes closing. His fingers brushed Nico’s jawline, trailing down to his throat, his chest. “Okay. Let me take care of you.” Nico nodded, lips trembling as he leaned into the first kiss. It was warm and slow, like melted honey…Lucas coaxing, Nico yielding. The desperation melted into tenderness, and soon Lucas was lifting Nico gently from the couch, holding him close as they stumbled toward the bedroom.

I didn’t even know about the blindfold until Dedria mentioned the moment before she placed it on me. Anthony secures my wrists behind my back with his hand while Nico’s hand around my neck tightens slightly as he removes his lips from mine. “And now, Little Dove?” Nico questions in my ear before he nips it. “Yes.” I mange out in a raspy voice. “That’s our girl.” Anthony compliments as he kisses my left shoulder while Nico’s lips forcefully claim mine once more.