Superbook Chris And Joy Kiss Novels & Stories

Chris rasped, his voice cracking Claire nodded. “Mm-mm.” Both Jonathan and Chris increased their strokes and Claire took Chris' balls in her mouth and Chris words became unintelligible as he came all over her face and sank into the sofa Jonathan followed seconds later, his body stiffening as he came with a force that had him buried deep in me. We laid across the cushions, a dazed, happy smile on all our faces. Claire was curled against Chris’ chest, her eyes closed, looking more peaceful than she had in years.

Chris stared at me with sparkling eyes, an expression completely unfitting for his sharp features and intense gaze. “Oh no,” I shook my head, smiling slyly as I came up with a better comeback. “I’d rather divorce you and become a rich widow in New York!” I exclaimed enthusiastically. Chris couldn’t hold back his laughter after hearing what I said. “Shit, you really are the best, Cass,” he said before kissing me deeply. Things escalated quickly when he pulled me onto his body—touching every inch of my skin, ensuring I was ready for his next game.

Steph opens her mouth to talk again but Chris suddenly kisses her, shutting her up. Brooke rolls her eyes as she reaches them. She allows them to kiss for a few seconds before clearing her throat. Chris looks up from his seat while Steph just stares at him, shifting her gaze from his lips to his eyes. “That wasn’t as cool as they make it look on TV.” Steph comments. This causes him to smirk. “Oh, really?” "You were totally enjoying it, Steph." Brooke deadpans. “Oh, my best friend is here.” Steph coos. “What did you bring for me?”

“No, you don’t have to. I understand now.” *But Jason looked Chris in the eyes, smiled, and pressed post. "You will never be my dirty secret. From now on, you will always be my biggest pride and joy—forever, if you’ll have me back." In that moment, Chris couldn't help but kiss Jason, overwhelmed by how Jason had finally let go of the old him to be with him.*

“Since the day you kissed me.” The room went silent. Shit. “When we were fourteen,” Chris continued, voice shaking now, raw and exposed. “That kiss never left my head. Never. It’s the happiest moment I’ve ever had in this trash world.” “Shit,” I breathed the word out of my head. Only if I had known… Teyana’s voice cracked on the chair she was tied to. “Jeremy… that’s not true, right?” I glanced at her once—just once. Fear, pain, confusion swirled in her eyes. I couldn’t answer her. I wouldn’t risk shifting Chris’s focus back to her.

I shook my head, not wanting the same thing to happen once again, not wanting her to leave my side another time, I quickly grabbed onto her with both my hands attempting to pull her up with all the leftover strength I had from the battle but… “Crack” the sound of the cliff about to give up was heard but nevertheless, I didn’t want to let go, even if that meant I would fall with her. However, a smile suddenly appeared onto Chris’ face before she lifted her other hand towards mine and despite how much I shook my head not wanting her to do what I think she was about to do. But it was already too late, she thanked me and quickly pushed away my hands causing me to fall back whilst she fell down t

Hana says as Jihyun blush and is about to speak as Soojung cuts. “You guys should see them yesterday; Chris oppa was back-hugging unnie while watching the sun set. It was so romantic!” Soojung blurts out with a squeal and Jihyun could swear she heard Aliaa repressing her squeal as the two friends give her a knowing smile. “Chris and I are just like any couples out there, I don’t think we’re head over heels for each other… But do you mind me asking, why are you girls so excited? Sorry if that’s a weird question to ask...”

Maybe I wasn’t cursed after all. I took a step toward Chris with my hands trembling. “Chris,” I whispered with my voice breaking. “Do you feel it too?” He didn’t smile back and he didn’t even look surprised. He looked… angry, his jaw was tight and his eyes were cold. My smile faltered. “Chris?” I said again. “It’s us. The bond...” “I feel it,” he snapped. The joy drained out of me. “But don’t look so happy,” he added loud enough for people to hear. “This isn’t something to celebrate.”

Chris asked as he sat down and enjoyed the remainder of his cake , still looking at Margie who was now cleaning the kitchen cupboards. "You'll find out when your fifty," she replied with a quick laugh. " I would like to look like you when I get there," I announced taking a seat beside Chris who proceeded to offer me a fork, as I dipped into the delicious, very delicious treat before me, gazing up at a chuckling Margie in awe. ******** I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! What do you think of Justin? here's a note, Chris and Justin are adopted brothers. Hence the small age difference.

As our eyes meet, I see a mixture of hope and love in his gaze, and I know that he feels just as deeply for me as I do for him. With a soft smile, Christopher leans in, and our lips meet in a tender kiss. It's a kiss filled with promises of a beautiful journey ahead, of overcoming obstacles together, and of supporting each other through thick and thin. In that moment, I feel like everything falls into place, like the pieces of our lives fit perfectly together.