Stole A Kiss Novels & Stories

He picked up the diamond earing next to his feet. Lara realized that the man was not bluffing and she rolled her eyes, yet again walking towards him. “Give me the earing.” Lara had worn her friend’s expensive diamond earing and she could no way lose it. “Come and take it.” He slightly tilted his hand and as soon as Lara walked closer to him, she stumbled on her own feet. “Whoops.” The girl was about to fall, when the man yet again grabbed her by her waist. “Are you looking for ways to fall in my arms?” He planted a soft kiss on her cheek, looking in her watery blue eyes. “Damn it! You are so gorgeous. I can look at you all night.”

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

He looked more of a guard, but he had the charming smile that stole a bit of my breath when he threw open the car door for me and Laura, and while I hopped into the car without saying a word to him. Laura, the whore of a friend, touched his chest seductively and gave him a sensuous wink, before hopping in and sitting next to me. “Why?”. I posed, as though I had not known that Laura was capable of luring any man to bed without letting him think twice. “The night is sensuous. Can’t you feel it?”. She said and touched my long nose, then she turned to the chauffeur. “Hot man, get the music”. The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long

His hand gripped the side of my face and he leaned in, about to kiss me. * SMACK! * My hand flew instinctively to his cheek, slapping the life out of him. The sound echoed through the auditorium as everyone gasped in terror. Judah just stared at me with eyes wide open. "Taya? What's going on, dear?" Mrs. Zee's voice cut through the dead silence. "He tried to kiss me!" "Well, duh," he said shamelessly. "Why'd you do that for?!" "It says it on the script, Jack and Rose kissed," he said, pointing to a part on the script.

That night wasn't going to happen again in this life. I went home and dug out my old diary that I'd hidden in a deep corner of my wardrobe. I was ten years old, homeless and wandering the streets at night when Graham—18 at the time—took me in. He was cold and aloof with everyone else, but he was very gentle with me. I knew that I had fallen in love with him when I was old enough to realize it. However, it was a secret that I could never reveal to anyone else. I grabbed the diary and tore it to pieces, shredding every page. Then, I threw the scraps into the toilet and flushed them down.

Everything felt wrong but I could not stop wanting to feel his lips on mine. Without leaving my cheek, he brought his lips toward me but stopped at a distance as if he was asking me for permission. Instead of pulling myself away, I shut my eyes, and then it happened. My heart skipped a beat when his lips touched mine. It was so good that it felt unreal. I kissed him back with the same passion and he deepened his kiss in which I lost myself. It happened. I got my first kiss from a mafia heir.

And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, her next words stunned me. “You stole my first kiss, Raj.” Her voice was barely a whisper, laced with both vulnerability and a hint of accusation. She looked away, her cheeks tinged with a flush that only made her look more beautiful, and my eyes widened, trying to process what she’d just said. Her first kiss. That kiss we’d just shared… it had been her first. The realization left me speechless. All this time, I’d thought she’d shared that moment with someone else—a boyfriend, maybe. But here she was, confessing that it was me. I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of awe and responsibility. I’d stolen something precious from her, somethi

“I want it, I crave for it, Stefano.” Sweet. Beguiling. Mine I did what both of us have been craving for in a while A stolen kiss. One that was already due. The kiss, wasn't slow at all. It was intense and passionate. I didn't have to ask or persuade, she opened up for me, our tongues intertwining shamelessly. I moaned as she brushed her tongue over my hard palate. I felt a drop of juice drop into my brief.

As Killian turned around, Sheila quickly closed her eyes. A moment later, a kiss landed on her lips. A storm raged through Sheila’s heart. He actually stole a kiss?

I whispered softly: That was all it took. Theo kissed me, and God, It felt nothing like the kiss Fernando had stolen earlier.