Novel & Cerita Shut Up And Kiss Me Book

"You are so unromantic, not even a bit, but I would rather love to spend my entire life with an unromantic bunch like you and be the happiest woman on Earth. Secondly, I don't think there is any other woman that would want to make your life on Earth a living hell, but me, so I guess I also have to say a yes to that......, also..... "Shut up and kiss me", he stops me from talking further as his soft lips descends on mine. RASHIDS' POV I placed my hands at the back of her neck, and urged her forward to my kiss, damn since I saw her walk into my reading room, I had been wanting to kiss her. As I brought her lips close to mine, she tried resisting, I licked on her lips, and suckled on it, I left

Justin turned his head to me, mouthed a 'I love you', gave me an air kiss, which caused me to blush and I definitely slapped myself for doing that. A/n: Thanks to all of my lovely readers for reading this book. I'm really grateful for that. This book is not fully edited so please ignore any errors of any sort. I hope you enjoy the book and you can leave a review if you want to (they make me happy). Just remember that I love y'all so much for deciding to read this book 😘. Have fun reading!

With shutting it all off. I kissed her—hard, messy. She gasped, then melted into me, hands rising to cup my face, to clutch my shirt like she’d missed me. I kissed her like I was trying to erase myself. Her mouth opened against mine, hot and hungry. My hands slid up her sides, fingers digging into her curves as I pushed her backwards, slamming the door shut behind us. She moaned into my mouth, a soft, breathy sound.

Nothing. Her eyes shimmered instantly. She pushed herself up a little on the bed, ignoring whatever discomfort that came with it, and sniffed. “Shut up,” she said hoarsely. “And kiss me.” My lips stretched into a satisfying smile, then I leaned in. When our lips met, everything in me exhaled. The tension I hadn’t even realized I was carrying drained out of my body, and I kissed her like I was finally home. Like I’d been holding my breath for months and only just remembered how to breathe. This was where I wanted to be. Her hand moved to the back of my head, threading her fingers in my hair as our kisses deepened, lost in eachother.

But I want her to see me. For her to know what she's doing. What we're doing. I kiss her. Hard. For a long time. Her lips finally answer me. I undo her blouse. Slowly. As if each button were another step into the forbidden. Under my fingers, her skin shivers. She closes her eyes. "Open them," I repeat. "Look at me." She obeys. She looks at me. And in her eyes, there is only me. --- Élise When he touches me, I lose myself.

He further slid down her dress, throwing it on the floor and the girl was now dressed just in her lacy tiny underwear which barely managed to hide some skin. Lara felt extremely shy and even though she was high, her face flushed out of coyness. She tried to hide her naked body with her hands but Silas quickly held her wrist up to her head planting another deep and passionate kiss on her lips. Her eyes closed while she felt his lips sucking her hard. After a few seconds, finally their lips parted and Silas looked at the girl. “You gorgeous woman… I told you there is no going back now.”

He seemed surprised by the sudden gesture and he let her take control of the kiss. “Shut up and kiss me,” she whispered against his mouth. He smiled, his lips curving against hers. “Now that I can do, baby.” They went silent as their tongues tangled and clashed, twisting and rolling until she was breathless and panting. He groaned low in his throat and pushed his arms underneath her so he could gather her closer against his body.

“Alex, please say something…, why are you…” “ Kiss me,” I said, shutting him up. “What, are you sure…” “Just shut up and kiss me” I said the second time., and without wasting time, andrian lips came crashing down on mine. My head exploded with stars, as I allowed him to take control, I wanted him to know that I have forgiven him, not with words but with actions. Even whether I was ready or not. I wouldn’t let some sick bastard determine what I would do with my life.

A shaky breath leaves me. I just need to wait… only a few minutes before I can kiss… Fuck the procedure. Fuck waiting. I lean forward and slam my lips on his. THE END.

I couldn't listen to another carefully constructed sentence. So I did the only thing I could think of to shut him up. I kissed him. It wasn't gentle or romantic. It was a collision. It was messy, angry, and desperate. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him to me, my mouth crashing against his. He froze for a second, his body rigid with surprise. Then, a low sound escaped his throat, and his hands came up to my waist, gripping me hard, as if he had been waiting for this, as if he was starving for it.