Ninja Kisses Novels & Stories

No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue. I sighed with contentment when he pulled away. His kisses were magical. He grinned at me. “You ready?” I nodded. “Yup.” “First, we'll go to our knees,” he explained. “Find the sweet spot, where the balance is best.” “That's what she said,” I quipped. Bastian burst out laughing, stopping in his demonstration and nearly falling into the water. “Just get up on your knees,” he told me, splashing water at me with his hands.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

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.

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

“Ye’ve crossed blades with Zaterra, th’ drifter. Wild Card o’ th’ Seven Seas.” Aki wondered. He definitely looked the part. He sported dreadlocks, long side burns, a single hoop earring, a goatee and a vest without a shirt. Aki recalled where she had first encountered him. She had grabbed him by the foot earlier and taken him for a spin before dropping him in the sea. Apparently, he managed to climb back on board. “I’ve a penchant fer rum, cards ’n port revelry.” “Nobody asked for your profile,” Aki said. She rapidly made the hand seal of Jin the Inner Bonds to perform Chounouryokujutsu (Thought-listening). Her eyes flashed white with energy.

Jenna’s eyes fluttered closed, her breath quickening as she leaned into my touch. I leaned in closer, closing the gap between us. Our lips met in a soft, lingering kiss. It was a kiss that tasted like the sweet remnants of breakfast, a fusion of laughter, shared stories, and the growing affection between us. Our lips moved together with a delicate rhythm as I stepped in closer and I pulled her body flush against my own. It was a kiss that spoke of the bond that we were forging, slowly growing together as one true mates should.

He gripped my chin pulling me up from the floor "You let go so quickly. I have to reward you" he said "Ah you wanted a kiss." he scoffed "how silly of me to forget but anyway we don't want to leave you with nothing. I’m a gentleman who keeps his word, so here you go" he kissed me on my forehead softly. His lips felt cold, like the kiss of death. I clenched my fists. Sadistic Bastard!!

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

Gianna For a second, Nico just stared at me, almost as if he couldn’t believe his ears. But that second passed, and the next thing I knew, he grabbed my jaw, his fingers digging into my skin, and crushed his mouth against mine. There was nothing soft about the kiss. It was violent, raw, fueled by rage and untamed masculine possessiveness. His other hand moved to my waist, gripping me hard enough to bruise as he shoved me backwards until my hips slammed into the edge of the kitchen island.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.