Tori And Jade Kiss Novels & Stories

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.

The three of them connected by phone, no words now, just the sound of breathing and the city waking up around them in the way it woke up every morning, indifferent to everything happening on this particular street. "We go in," Elena said. "We go in," Alexander said. They moved toward the door together. Elena's hand found Alexander's in the dark space between one step and the next. Not strategy. Not performance. Just her hand finding his because it had started to understand where it belonged. He held it for exactly two seconds. Then they reached the door. Alexander looked at her one final time. She nodded. He knocked. Three times. Deliberate. Unhurried.

Elliot's eyes dropped briefly to his lips. And that was all it took. He grabbed the front of Jade's jersey and kissed him. Hard. Jade froze instantly.

“How did you do it? Bag a man like Richard. You should tell everyone. And where have you been since last week? Have you been running? Don't tell me you were hiding, Sia.” “Why would I be hiding? From who exactly?” “What—” She corrected. “Leave her alone.” Amy sounded. “You don't want to get expelled from this university in your final year, Benita. I suggest you mind your business and leave my friend alone, mm?” “Of course. I just wanted to know.” “Well, if you're good enough, you shouldn't be asking questions when you should try.” Amy answered with a smile I considered wicked. Benita, in no time, was on her way back to her desk. It didn't stop students from looking at me. I hated that I had

Well, we were around Rachel anyway, so we couldn't really discuss it. When we left the hiking trail and got home, I just said a quick goodbye to both him and his mother and went home. I really wanted to know what the kiss meant, but I was afraid to ask. I was afraid of his response. Maybe it meant nothing and Tyler already forget about it, so it would have been super awkward if I brought it up. It's best if I just forget about it. After telling Tori everything that had happened, I lay on her bed and look up at the ceiling. "I don't know but this is getting really complicated. Complicated for me." I replied. "I never expected anything like this to happen."

But most of all, I tell him that I'm sorry he's not free to live a different life, a life free of darkness, away from the cartel. When I try to break the kiss, he stops me. His hand goes to the back of my head, cupping me. He crushes me to him, pressing his lips hard against mine, taking what I was offering and then so much more. Andres' kiss is desperate as he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth. When I try to pull back again his other arm slides across the back of my shoulders and he anchors me against him, forcing me to accept his kiss. I taste his desperation mixed with dominance and rising passion. And while my body quickly responds to his demand, like in the shower, my mind rebels.

It made me shudder as his arms continued tightening around me. "R-Rogie," I called. "Stop kissing me." I tried to glare to him but I only meet his soft gaze. "Why are you doing this?" "It might be the last time that I can kiss you. Let me." And he was attacking my lips again. My hand held the back of his hair and pulled it back but he only deepen the kiss. When he broke the second time, my eyes were closed shut and panting heavily. He brought my head to his chest where I stayed still for a few minutes to run after my breathe.

He asked for this. “Let’s go, Vikings,” Maven announced referring to his teammates. He then looked at me apologetically then cupped my cheeks. “Sorry for that, mosh. I love you,” he whispered then kissed me.

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.