Novel & Cerita One Night Kiss

“Come here.” All my confidence and anger from last night has seemingly washed away. He tries to kiss me again, but I stop the man. I shake my head, refusing to put out again. “One and done,” I tell him. “As you wish,” he replies, running his fingertips up and down my arm. God, why is that tiny touch driving me absolutely crazy? I’ve never thought of myself as a one-night stand girl, but then again, the man I thought I loved was clearly capable of cheating on me.

All she remembered was his golden touch in the garden she thought paradise. His one touch…his one whisper…his kisses to remembered for an eternity. She was…she is…she always will be Aiwa, the broken rose with smiling eyes. Her body, her mind belonged to the jackal of the night. She will never escape the shadows of darkness. Her fate was concealed on the day of sixteen candles lasting seven days. She was Gia…she was Mia, the woman with silent tears gleaming in the moonlight. Beneath the High Moon, in the Garden of Evil, forever more knowing only one touch, one whisper, one kiss, her eternity…

Kevin never kissed me like this, this man is strong, his hand wrapped possessively around my back. “We could go to my room.” His warm breath fans across my neck. He stares at me, waiting for my answer. I realize that I don’t ever make rash decisions, I always know what I am doing, but there’s no way I am about to resist this man. I have never done a one-night stand before. But I am about to make an exemption tonight. This is supposed to be a night where I don’t have to worry about anything, besides, I am leaving tomorrow back to New York. I could pretend like it never happened, we are just two strangers who meet on a ship and forget each other the next day.

And since she wants it so bad, then who am I to refuse? Besides, she is too drunk to recognize me tomorrow. I’m sure she would not remember any of this in the morning. But I certainly will and I’ll cherish this day forever. When we got upstairs, I picked a key from Vikki and I led her into a VIP suite. I shut the door and locked and turned to her smiling as I pulled her into my arms and claimed her lips once again. My sanity flew out the window. I was so lost in the moment and aroused as I kissed her passionately, pouring all my feelings and desires into it. All I wanted right now is to satisfy my desires and hunger for this seductress. All my veins came alive as I felt emotions that I'd nev

Then he crosses the room in four strides, cups my face, and kisses me like he's been composing the kiss in his head since 6 AM and is finally delivering it. "For the record," he says against my lips, "I don't do one-night stands." I smile into the kiss. My heart sings. It’s not racing, not pounding, not the desperate hammer of desire or fear but singing. The steady, warm, full-throated hum of an organ that has found its rhythm. "For the record," I say back, "neither do I."

I replied in my sexy voice. "You were?" Jake asked with a grin as his gaze moved down to my cleavage. "Definitely. Want to dance?" Jake nodded as he kept an arm around my waist and pulled me toward the back door. I didn't know why, but I looked over my shoulder at Asher and saw him glaring after us with pure rage. His jaw was tight and his hands were clenched at his sides. I couldn't think about that, though. I was here to let loose with Jake for a single night and that's exactly what I planned on doing.

She tried to step back, but my grip held firm. The tension thickened, the space between us disappearing. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine, her breath hitching as I pulled her even closer. She swallowed hard, her hands lightly pressing against my chest. “Damien…” I didn’t reply. Instead, my fingers slid along her waist, guiding her in a slow, deliberate movement. My other hand lifted to brush a stray strand of hair from her face. And in that moment, a flash of our one-night stand burned through my mind.

Ahhh! After that, he started to have a romance; he kissed my forehead! He kissed my eyes. Ugh, my body. Ughh!! He then kisses me on the lips. What I did was follow what he was doing, and I just kissed this man. And we both kiss each other. While opening the door to my room, we kissed, and he touched my body. And he pushed me, which makes me hornier. He then kisses my neck, left and right. I just moan because of the feeling.

Not as Naira Karim, but as Naira Zain Adeel. He slid his palms down her shoulders, eliciting broken moans of pleasure from her lush lips. Raising her arms above her head, he clasped her hands, palm to palm, and intertwined their fingers, leaving no space for even air to leak in between them. Placing a tender kiss on her nose again, he turned his head and sealed his mouth over her enticing lips.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.