Then He Kissed Me By The Crystals นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“If you do, then there won’t be any need to apologize to me.” “I don’t understand what you mean.” She confessed, but rather than explain, Kayden’s grip tightened on her jaw, Crystal felt her breath hitched in her throat when he brought his face closer to hers. “Kayden You—” His lips suddenly came down crashing on hers in a sweet kiss. His hands slipped from her chin and they went behind her neck to hold her head in place. Crystal was stunned, she felt her back hit the bed and Kayden deepened the kiss.

In that quiet moment, Crystal turned her head to meet Nate's eyes, and a profound understanding passed between them. She coud feel the fastening of her heartbeat while her eyes locked into his. Nate, overwhelmed by gratitude and a surge of emotions, cupped Crystal's face in his hands. Their eyes locked, and he leaned in, pressing a gentle and meaningful kiss on her forehead. "M-Mr. B-Brown, w-what are you doing?" she asked, but just then, Nate leaned in closer to her and then planted a kiss on her lips. As their lips met, the hospital room seemed to fade away, leaving only the connection between Nate and Crystal. She could feel the geniune and sincere emotions that lingered on the kiss.

The second I heard her at the door, I yanked it open, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her inside so fast she collided with my chest. "Jaden! What are you..." I didn't let her finish. I crushed my mouth against hers, hard and desperate, like I'd been starving. The impact knocked the breath from her lungs. She stiffened, hands coming up to my chest, trying to push me away. I caught her wrists and pressed them flat against me, refusing to give her space, refusing to think. "Fuck," I muttered into her mouth, kissing her deeper, messier. "I’ve missed you, Crystal.”

"Eve will be fine. She doesn’t even love me anyway. I have a feeling she’ll give her blessings." Then his lips met mine. The touch was soft, but it shattered something inside me. I trembled as he deepened the kiss, claiming me branding me with every flick of his tongue. I was losing. I was already lost. "You can’t lie to yourself, Crystal," he murmured against my lips. "You want me just as much as I want you."

He place his hand under my back and lifted my lower half as he slid my shorts off me. He laid the cond*m next to the pillow and pushed my legs apart with his knee. He got in between my legs and leaned forward and kissed me. My body felt like it was on fire just from kissing him. He pulled back and stared down at me then said, "I have wanted this since I first laid eyes on you, Crystal. I know that sounds wrong but I can't help it. You are so sexy and seeing you lying underneath me, the feeling I have, it just feels right. Like your place is to be under me."

“I’m sorry…” “Don’t be.” He grabbed my chin and guided my head to look at him. “But do know that I always get what I want, and I want you, Crystal Blanchard.” He kissed me gently on the lips. “Goodnight,” he said as he released me. “Goodnight.” * *

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!” My roommate screams out my name, making me drop my pen, my glasses shift and I slam my book shut. I look up at her pretty face. She has flowing long blonde hair, circular brown eyes and a bright killer smile, plus she wears excessively much red lipstick, and it brings out her large eyes. Sighing, I ask in my usual low toned voice; “What?” The outside door pushes open and her boyfriend rushes in holding some liquor and roast c

CRYSTAL “I think I need to go to the hospital,” I said in a low, weak voice. He touched my forehead, feeling my temperature, “Hospital? Are you okay?” He asked, worriedly. I shrugged slightly, “Maybe…” My voice trailed, avoiding his gaze. He cupped my face in his hands, his gaze roamed my body and when I wasn't paying attention,he stole a kiss from me. “How are you feeling exactly?” He said, his voice full of care

“At Mercier. At Amelia. At Sophia. At you.” “Good,” he nodded. “Add more. I’ll handle the order later.” “And I’m not promising to be a cute, glowing pregnant woman,” I added. “If my mood is chaos, that’s on you.” “Cute is overrated,” he shrugged slightly. “I fell in love with the most annoying version of you. Remember?” I opened my mouth to argue, but Krystal knocked, poking her head inside. “I can’t hold them anymore,” she warned, gesturing behind her where two kids were pressed to the glass like lizards. “Ready?”

“What?” “This mark.” His voice was quieter now, intense. “How did you get it?” Her lips curved, lazy and mischievous in her drunken haze. “What, you like it?” Her voice dropped to a teasing whisper. “Wanna kiss it?” And immediately, something flickered in his eyes. He shook her slightly, trying to pull her back to focus. “Listen to me,” he said. “How did you—” But she was already slipping under. Her eyelids fluttered. The room spun. “What?” she murmured weakly, half-asleep now.