Novel & Cerita Tender Kisses Family Matters

I kissed Ivan! My phone buzzed with an incoming text and I reached for it absentmindedly. My thighs clenched at the message. Unknown number: “We'll be home soon. Wait for me at the mansion.” I should say no. After all he'd done, he didn't have any right to demand anything from me but that kiss… I wanted more of it. I typed back. Mom, I'm so sorry. Me : Fine. I'll be waiting.

"A good wife brings prosperity to generations. A wicked one ruins an entire family. Choose wisely." As the night deepened, the family gathered to keep vigil beside the caskets. Kelly, unwelcome among them, shrank into a corner, her presence tolerated but barely acknowledged. I found her there later. "Zarrick's finished," I told her softly. "And when I leave him, I'll make sure he walks away with nothing. If you're willing to stay with him then, when he's broke and ruined, then maybe—just maybe—I'll believe your love is real."

"Don't bring up that heartless daughter of mine. After I scolded her that day, she stormed off in a huff. Fine! If she loves the life of a rogue so much, then let her stay out there forever and die!" Evan nodded in agreement. "Right. We wouldn't want to disrupt Linda's recovery." Nathan came out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl of spirit fruit salad. He chuckled and said half-jokingly, "So, have you decided when you're dissolving the mate bond with Connie? If some strong, handsome werewolf snatches up Linda, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Evan's cheeks flushed as he whispered, "I came to check on Linda today, but I was also planning to talk about that."

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

badly. I turned and leaned up to kiss him. It was as if we were instantly transported back in time, back to our little house on the beach. Our time apart melted away as though it had never been. His hands went to the sides of my face, embracing me as he kissed me. It was the tender kiss of two people in love. Soon, however, the kiss turned from tender to passionate, as our tongues began to move against each other. I stood and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, and his hands went to my sides.

I fake a smile and show him my brave face before we get home, and he turns the engine off. He glances over at me to say something, but then he stays silent for a moment. Just sitting there staring at me and then he finally spits it out. “Lillian, I love you. When Keith passes it is going to be one of the hardest things you have yet to deal with. I know Kelly was hard, but we are talking about the father you never knew, and we haven’t even talked about if he wants buried or cremated yet. Do you know what he has planned or anything?” His face turns into a frown and then he leans over to me and kisses me softly. That small motion causes my tears to fall. “Come here. I love you, baby.” He

Millimeters and hundredths separate us from that kiss and as she opens her eyes to welcome that kiss, I close to mine before the force of feeling that they tease me as I touch her soft lips and feed that monster to her sweetness. The kiss is gentle, almost unreal, more innocent and respectful, it means so to me again, more than any in my life. She doesn't move, I don't move, but her brother's voice comes from the ground floor overwhelms us, and makes us step back and stop doing this, s with this madness, with this wonderful madness. "I will not, I said mine and accept it! We have the same conversation on the fifth time!" My brother sees us from the top of the stairs, as we stand at a distanc

The brothers all groaned, rolling their eyes as their mother kissed their father. “Love you too. Now go win your case.” Misses Frost winked, letting her husband go before looking back at her sons. “Oh, please. If I have to watch you three take turns kissing Riko, you can suffer seeing me kiss your father.” she rolled her eyes. “Which… good morning Riko.” she smiled, seeing me.

“The other families are watching. If I let this slide, they'll rise too.” Tears burned in my eyes. I pressed myself to him, clutching him like I could physically anchor him to life. I kissed the side of his jaw, tasting the faint trace of smoke and masculine scent that clung to him. “I… I don’t want memories,” I whispered against his skin. “I want you here… with me. With us.” His lips brushed mine, slow, desperate, the kind of kiss that held both fire and mourning. When he finally pulled back, I cupped his face with both hands. “Tell me there’s something my family can do. My grandfather… my Harringtons… we can help.”

Family? Turning into him, I reach my arms around him and pull him into a deep kiss. He lifts me onto the counter, massaging my ass as he pulls me in tighter, lying me down on the counter he places a hand up my dress. I moan as he explores me with his hands and tongue, my arm reaching out to feel the well-defined muscles of my back. “Mommy, Daddy?” a tiny voice chirps. “I smell cookies!”