Secret Kisses Novels & Stories

Cassian whispered, his lips brushing against her neck as he began peppering soft kisses along her skin. Hailey's initial irritation melted away, replaced by a smile. She half-heartedly slapped his arm but then leaned into his embrace, enjoying the feel of his lips on her skin. Cassian's hands wandered, his fingers gently tracing patterns on her back as he continued to kiss her neck, his breath warm against her skin. Hailey sighed, closing her eyes and losing herself in the moment. Cassian's kisses grew more insistent, his hands slipping under her shirt, caressing her bare skin. Hailey shivered at his touch, her breath hitching as his lips found that sensitive spot just below her ear.

Adrian whispered, his voice vibrating against her lips just a second before his mouth closed over hers. The kiss wasn't like the hurried, desperate embraces they had shared during the dark days of the Sterling threat. This kiss was deep, slow, and saturated with a profound, mutual victory. Adrian’s lips were firm, commanding yet unbelievably tender as he tasted her, his tongue tracing the seam of her mouth until she opened for him with a soft moan. He drank her in, his hands moving up to cup her face, his thumbs wiping away the residual tension from her jawline.

I bite my lip to stop the tremor in my voice. His gaze deepens. He leans in so that the heat of his breath fans my cheek. I smell pine and earth, secrets hidden beneath layers of forest. His voice is a rumble against my skin. “Kiss me.” The single demand sends a ripple through the hall. Silence follows, absolute and breathless. Faces swim around me: shocked, intrigued, eager. A hush so thick I can taste it on my tongue. “Kiss me.” His words echo again, this time soft but urgent, and final.

Sierra suddenly gasped and put her hands on my cheeks, wiping away my tears, just as I was about to finish my sentence. "I never wanted you to leave." She abruptly said with such a strain to breathe in her voice as she took me by surprise as she drew me closer to her face and kissed me slowly. I kissed her back without hesitation, tightening my embrace around her waist. Our kiss is passionate and deep, full of lust and hunger for each other. My tongue soon made its way into her mouth, as our tongues clashed, struggling hard to taste each other. I firmly embraced her waist, only the fabric of our garments acting as a barrier to our bare skin touching. In an instant, Sierra let out a moan when

he murmurs, his voice a dark promise. His kisses deepen, slow and deliberate, each one sending sparks through my veins. He trails his lips along the column of my throat, sucking gently at first, then harder, his teeth grazing my skin. I arch into him, my body betraying every ounce of restraint I’ve tried to hold onto. The pressure of his mouth intensifies, and I know he’s marking me, leaving a hickey that will linger long after this moment. A secret branded on my skin, a reminder of this forbidden dance we keep falling into.

she whispers, her voice both teasing and serious. He chuckles softly, aware that the alcohol is speaking for her, but he plays along. “Do you want to kiss them?” he teases, inching back slightly to see her reaction. Sienna doesn’t hesitate. “Yes.” She reaches for him, and before he can react, her lips are on his. She kisses him with an urgency he’s never felt from her before, her hands tangling in his hair as her body presses against his. Her lips are soft and warm, her kiss deepening as her tongue grazes his, and he feels himself losing control, swept up in her boldness.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

It is crazy, crazily good. No one would ever make the mistake of thinking I'm a shy soul, but I was also never particularly aggressive. But as Dixon's heated reaction stated to sabotage his restraint with the way his long fingers were digging into my hips and the way his little growls and moans grew raspy as our lips parted for a second to change angles, I let myself go and kissed him for all he was worth. Then as quickly as he yanked me to him, he pulled away gently with his hands still on my hips.

I wanted to push him away but instead, I felt his hands holding my hands tightly not letting go. And after some seconds, I began to respond to his kisses. I have got to admit it, I have missed his lips so much. His lips are like heaven, there are so good. I could remember the last time kissed me. The kisses of thre Three years ago was the kiss i would never forget. An embarrassing kiss with him. His lips were still as yummy and soft as before. Even though, he kissed me out of surprise three years ago, he still has a kiss of a god. So soft.