Suits Kisses Novels & Stories

Kissed me good enough that if I had been wearing socks, they would have been knocked off. It felt freeing to kiss him, knowing that everyone already knew and supported us. “Wow,” I said, breathless from his kiss. That man knew how to use his lips in the best possible way. The kiss was short and sweet, but it still made me swoon. We were officially a couple now, especially if we were kissing in front of restaurants. “Blech. Some of us would like to eat,” Gabe said, gently pushing past us to get to the door. “Seriously, get a room.”

Her eyes widen when the strong hands of his suitor keeps on latching on her bottom. “Why don’t you kiss me before we go to work?” he requested. The young lady Monteverde smirked, “why don’t you insist to kiss me first?” she is so fierce that Jostein likes the most. His lips crashed to her soft and delicate skin. Jostein kisses her neck and biting her bottom lip to feel the erotic sensation. Keesha moaned in pleasure of his tongue. “Hmm… Jostein!” she is gripping on his shirt, the man stopped, “don’t wrinkle it, hold mine instead.” He said to him and then Keesha holds his hair that is sending pain to his body.

“What do you think I did? I said yes, obviously. He’s my boyfriend.” Isla leaned against the counter, grinning. “Okay, so what was it like? Was it, like, fireworks? Did it make your knees weak? Come on, girl, give me the details!” Sade rolled her eyes, laughing as she pulled on her pajama top. “It wasn’t like that. It wasn’t, you know, one of those dramatic, tongue-everywhere kind of kisses. It was sweet. Innocent. Cute.” Isla tilted her head, looking skeptical. “Wait a minute. If the kiss was so damn innocent, then what’s the big deal?”

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

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.

she whispered, barely audible. “This.” Kayla leaned in, her breath warm against Susan’s mouth, smelling of mint and something intoxicatingly feminine. Her lips, soft and full, pressed against Susan’s, a tentative exploration at first. Susan’s eyes fluttered shut, a silent surrender. Kayla’s kiss deepened, becoming more insistent, her tongue tracing the seam of Susan’s lips. Susan’s mouth parted on a soft moan, inviting the intrusion. Kayla’s tongue slipped inside.

Then he murmurs, so low the sound is lost in the wind. "Mine." And then, only then, he truly kisses me. It is not a groom's kiss. It is a claim. His tongue asserts itself, possessive, dominating, marking his territory in a language only we understand. It is the kiss from the office, from the floor of his office, from the hotel mirror in Tokyo, concentrated into a few seconds stolen from public view. When he withdraws, my lips are numb, my breath short. Applause erupts, the music swells again. People smile, some wipe away a tear.

Nathan’s lips curved into a playful smirk, and that expression was the final push Shaun needed. Without thinking, Shaun grabbed the front of Nathan’s shirt and smashed his lips against his. The kiss was rough, violent, and fueled entirely by anger. Shaun kissed him deliberately, teeth scraping against Nathan’s lip as a harsh sound escaped his throat. He bit him before pulling away, laughter spilling from his mouth. “How does that feel?” Shaun mocked. “Disgusting, right? You just kissed a guy. You probably feel like throwing up. That’s what you get for messing with me.”

Leaving a quick kiss on her lips, he uttered, “With pleasure.” Sush didn’t know what to expect, and simply surrendered to the moment, feeling his lips leave a trail of kisses down her throat, then moving to the side of her neck. His warm tongue stroked her skin there seductively slowly, teasingly leisurely. She released a gasp and a drawn out moan which got louder when he began sucking on her skin and biting it gently, tenderizing the area. As his canines extended, he warned, “It’ll hurt for a moment.”

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.