Novel & Cerita Shut Up And Kiss Me Book

Something flash across his face quickly but disappears almost immediately. He stands there quietly, not saying anything. “When you’re done standing there, leave my room and shut the door.” I say turning back to my book already getting riled up. I hear shuffling on my bed and before I turn to know why, I feel my book snatched from me and soft lips on mine. He kissed me. HE’S FUCKING KISSING ME!! I find myself kissing him back. He placed his hand on my neck, pulling me closer, rubbing my neck up and down with his thumb and deepening the kiss.

“Killia—” My shout died in his mouth. He was kissing me fully and ruthlessly. I couldn’t keep up with his kisses anymore. His hands started fondling my breasts. He dipped his head and sucked the other one making me look up and gasp. I gripped his hair tightly and bit my lower lip to stifle my moan. “Killian, what if someone will see or hear—” “Shut the fuck up, Cassandra.” He cut me off with his harsh tone.

BOOK 3: Chapter 49: Sinfully Yours They are kissing each other like nothing else in the world matters. Their mouths move in sync, desperate and greedy, lips molding together in a slow, heated dance that only deepens with every second. Tongues entwine, curling and tasting, savoring the forbidden flavor of each other like it’s the last thing they’ll ever have. Their kiss isn’t just about hunger—it’s about a desperate need. It’s raw and aching. They are clinging onto one another, shivering under the weight of the passion that has consumed them both entirely.

“‘The first time you kissed me—’” “That's interesting.” I snatched the book, skimming ahead. “Read the juicer parts, like here… ‘Your teeth on my thigh like a punctuation mark—’” “That's private!” She lunged for it, sending us both sideways on the couch. Her knee dug into my ribs as we wrestled for the notebook, her hair falling around us like a curtain. I pinned her wrists above her head. “Say please.” “Fuck you—” My mouth cut off the rest, tasting coffee and the strawberry balm she'd reapplied twice since arriving. She arched against me, the notebook forgotten on the floor—

king or not. “Why the hurry?” I shoot back sweetly. “Soon you’ll find out.” His eyes darken instantly. The green fades. “Careful,” he says quietly. “Because I can shut that mouth of yours. You’d be prettier if you were mute.” His thumb brushes my lower lip. “And I know exactly how to shut you up.” Heat rushes to my face before I can stop it. My traitorous mind flashes to that bruising, breath-stealing kiss—his mouth crushing mine, the taste of dominance, the way my lungs forgot how to work, the way he stole my balance, my control.

She rushed back to the young man and handed him the inhaler. He immediately took it, thanked her, and ran out of the house. She stood by the door, half of her body outside. She stretched her neck a little to see the person in the car. All her efforts proved abortive as the person she was trying so hard to see was facing the other way. She could only see his honey blond hair and his right hand. He appeared to be reading a book before the asthma attack. Her lips curved into a smile when she saw the name of the book he was reading. It was her second published novel 'EVERYONE HAS A LIL SIDE OF CRAZINESS.' She wrote the book when she moved into her apartment with her three closest friends. Stayin

I answered her. “You better shut up, or-“ I do not let him finish as I cut him off, “or else what would you d-“ now this time it is him who shut me up with a kiss on my lips. I was shock and speechless for a few seconds, before I pushed him away. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK?” I shout to him.

" She wore the mask of confidence and tipped to kiss his lips. He was taken aback by the ambush. He stumbled back but immediately got his balance back. His hand snaked around her waist and he pulled her closer. Her whole soft and smooth body was plastered against his hard and muscular one. The touch of his lips... the mint chocolaty taste, followed by the perfect rhythm of them.... the kiss was devouring. Those lips were made to be kissed. While the softness of her lips was causing the blood to rush to only part of his body. He suddenly took control and bit her bottom lip. He nibbled and sucked on it. She moaned at the feeling of his teeth grazing her lips. His tongue demanded entrance into

Taking my hand, he stands up and leads me out the kitchen door. Walking out the emergency exit and standing in the alley, he leans me up against the wall and kisses me. When our lips touch, it's like fireworks and an earthquake going off all at once. My insides feel like they are about to burst when he lifts me up by my butt and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist.

He’s glaring at me like he wanted to kill someone. "If I asked you if it’s a girl, what would you say? ‘Why do you ask? If it’s not a girl, you’ll flirt with that person?' Heh! I know how wicked your mind is!" I said proudly, he just averted its gaze and tightened its grip on my hand even more. "Shut up,” he said coldly. "But Izh--" "Silence or kiss?” "What?! I just want to pee!" I said. He immediately released my hand.