Shut Up And Kiss Me Book の小説・ストーリー

Since he didn't have any bad intentions toward her, he wasn't ashamed to make it known. “I'm going to make love to you, in a way I've never done. I always held back but now that you know my identity, I won't anymore,” Andrew said and captured her lips. Susan clenched her teeth but he forced his tongue through it. She bit it very hard, as blood sprouted but he only deepened the kiss, while his other hand stroked her breast. She moaned into his mouth, while he inserted a finger into her core. “I don't give up, Susan, I'm not ready to let go…”

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

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.

"I don't want this!" He pressed his lips to mine hard, void of the tenderness I was familiar with from past two years. "Shut up. You're irritating me now with your stops. It's not a big deal. You'll love, bookworm." "No," I cried, lashing my hands to get out of his grip. "I'm not liking it. Stop it." No words were exchanged as his hands slipped inside my shirt, and when he saw I wouldn't back down, he bit my lower lip, swallowing all my protests.

“‘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.

Get out of my head, Zeke. I really can't believe he's talking to me, and I hope it continues. I'm unable to foresee what he'll do next. Two people are standing in the midst of the row of books as I turn around to look at the next shelf. a guy and a female. They are kissing. The man is gripping the butt of the girl, who I don't recognize, while she is pressed up against the bookcase. I don't realize who it is until my head starts working again.

" 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