Vinnie Vincent Kiss Novels & Stories

A wicket smile appeared on me before I allowed our mouths to join in an intense kiss. I inhaled his scent and pressed my bottom to him, enjoying his tongue in my mouth. I knew this was forbidden, and it made it even sweeter. I knew this was public, and it made it even more thrilling. My wild side thought I can even make sex with him then and there, and it will be just fine with everybody. I had no idea how long we kissed, a minute, ten minutes...it was until he moved to deprive me of his touch. I opened my eyes and looked around at the happy faces of the cheering group.

Demi smirks at me as I walk back over. "Your lips are red! You kissed him!" He says excitedly as I sit down. "He made me give him his number too," I say and Demi almost squeals. "What's his name? What was his kissing like? Did you do more? Is he Italian?" Demi fires questions and I have to put my hand over his mouth to stop him. "His name is Vincent Romano. His kissing was amazing. We didn't do more. And he's very Italian, his English is good but a little broken," I say and Demi smiles.

I pull her close, my hands sliding around her waist as I lean in and whisper against her ear, “Forget about him.” She kisses my cheek softly, her lips leaving a lingering warmth that calms the storm inside me, if only for a moment. I turn my face into her kiss, holding it for a heartbeat before pulling back. The kiss she gave me is like a balm, but it only fuels the fire inside me more. I can’t stop now. I can’t let this moment slip away. I crash my lips against hers in a deep, possessive kiss, erasing any lingering thoughts of Vincent from her mind.

Vincent smiled and asked Azura back. "Is it sweet?" Vincent kissed Azura on the lips. He even deliberately licked her lips with his tongue. Azura looked at him in surprise. Vincent kissed her lightly on the lips again. "It does taste sweet." Vincent's slender hand gently touched her cheek. The familiar scent of perfume on her brother still remembered. Vincent lifts her chin. The kiss carried the possessiveness and nostalgia he had for her. The long kiss left Azura out of breath. She lightly hit Vincent's chest, and he reluctantly let go of Azura.

He looked surprised but he just winked. "First time, seeing me like this? Well, I'm surprised too, it's my first time kissing a girl," he said which surprised me more, it didn't feel like it was his first time, he just kissed me like a pro. "And in public? Bro, at least take her home, have some respect, and hey girl can you..." "Sabrina?" "Nate?" "You know each other?" the guy I just kissed ask and knowing they knew each other, I tried to remember if I've seen this man and I was shocked to remembered him, he was the guy who's with Nate back in the old days and I cursed at myself.

This was getting too wild already. ​“Be careful, alright?” Vincent mumbled, tangling an arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer to him. ​“I’ll be fine, thanks.” ​“I know, just saying.” He suddenly leaned down to kiss the side of my forehead, and I was a little taken aback by his gesture but decided to brush it off. ​I watched him disappear into the crowd and get immediately surrounded by some hot girls as they pulled him into a dance, twerking and shaking god knows what.

"Not Lena's. Not the board's. Not the press's. Mine." Vincent's hands gripped my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he thrust up powerfully to meet my movements. "Only yours," he growled, the words rough and raw. He sat up in one fluid motion, capturing my mouth in a deep, messy kiss that stole my breath. One hand slipped between our bodies, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing tight, perfect circles that had me seeing stars. "Vincent—" I gasped against his lips. "Let go," he commanded softly. "Let me feel you come undone."

She supported me, made herself available when I needed someone to talk to, and hated Ares on the side for me when I couldn’t. Was that all a lie? "Vivienne, how could you do this to me?" My voice breaks as I edge closer to her, tears blinding my vision. I have always known Ares cheats on me, and I have come to accept that. But my best friend? "Don't act like you're some goody two-shoes," Vivienne drawls, a light chuckle in her eyes. "And don't be a drama queen with all of those tears. Save it for someone who it actually affects."

Soft and inviting. Without thinking, I leaned down and brushed my lips against his. The contact sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of anticipation and surprise. Emboldened, I kissed him again, this time with a lingering touch that conveyed a hint of my longing. As I pulled away, a quiet laugh escaped me. The situation was almost comical. Me, stealing a kiss from Vincenzo Cassano. The man who exuded power and control in every step he took. But in this moment, he seemed vulnerable, almost boyish.

I shook my head at his jokes and placed my hand on his right cheek. “Why don’t you consider our couple as King and Queen? It’s better to think about this instead of wasting time.” Without uttering a single word, Vincent bent and claimed my lips, engulfing me in the flames of a passionate kiss. The novelty of his sweetness raced the electrifying sparks throughout my body, awaking desire in my core. I moaned into his mouth as his hands roamed over my body, an unknown power in his touch rippled through my bones. I could feel the burst of heat burning my kitty.