Warren Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

Take a hint. “Just as I thought. Not until you’re ready to admit you want me. I’ll wait for you to come begging for it.” He said and let go off me. I did something I thought I would never do in my life then. I placed my hands around his neck and kissed him. My soft lips captured his and I savored his cold soft ones slowly. In both times that I’ve been kissed, they both took charge but this was my first time kissing someone. Taking the initiative. He wasn’t kissing back. What was wrong me?

I teased and his face changed instantly at the mention of Kristen. “ You didn't have to bring him up..” He Said with a sulky expression and I burst into ripples of laughter.. “ See? I know how to shut you up..” Warren suddenly leaned over and wiped my lips gently with a servette. “ You've got something on your lips.” He mumbled and sat back down. “ Oh..” I kept on eating but Unbeknownst to me someone had been taking pictures of myself and Warren..

Chapter 7- Under The Same Roof (3) NATHANIA's POV Starting earlier I was restless and couldn’t sleep, I-I just slapped Warren Anderson, my boss. Arrgh! B-but.. w-why did he kiss me? What does that mean? Or does that mean anything?

Thump. I reach up on my tiptoes, placing my hands on his strong, broad shoulders. I give his cheek a quick peck before stepping back. Warren looks down at me with those mesmerizing cobalt blue eyes, a grin playing on his lips. He brushes his black hair out of his face with a chuckle. "Good luck kiss?" he teases, his smirk widening. Mesmerizing. "Snap-out-of-it kiss," I retort, turning on my heel and striding towards the arena.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

Warren said annoyingly, and he sat down on the near couch. "You said you're going to help me. That's why we are here. I'm thankful, and Dad let me borrow his jet plane to be able to follow them," she replied, and went to the window to see the place when she suddenly saw Grey and Katlyn kissing on the balcony. Warren heaved a deep sigh when he heard her response.

Warren kissed her several times, "Wake up. I still need you. Please, we have a good thing going. I am not ready to let go of it just yet." The third and fourth kiss produced no response, but the fifth and sixth saw her return his affection, "I think she's waking up now." Theria's eyes popped open and darted around the group, "Is it gone?" she demanded. Everyone nodded in unison, "Thank the gods for small favors," She gripped her head, "I feel like I had a drinking contest with grace and lost." "You would've lost in real life too, lass," Grace chuckled. Warren whistled, and everyone stared at him. "Can we stow the happy reunion until we are safe behind the walls of the Scald Crow?"

We will not leave this club tonight; well, I won't leave until I tell her what a big jerk I have been. After drying myself and leaving her a little gift in her bag, I make my way back to the table where a somewhat shocked Mason is staring at me far too awkwardly, “Boss, did you seriously just kiss that Heather girl.” “Yes, in fact, I did. Now, do you have a problem with that?” Next thing comes Cassandra walking out of the dressing room, and Mason’s jaw drops, “Wait, what the fuck is going on here. Was that…?” He is trying to do the math in his head but yet fails to come to a conclusion, or at least that is what I thought. But yes, I do wish that I can punch him in the face as he speaks, “Is

I had taken the bait and fallen into the trap. Warren lowered his head.He kissed my tears away and gently licked my cheeks.His smooth tongue made me gasp in horror. Bile rose in my throat.I slammed my head on Warren's nose. He blinked and stared at me as if he had finally realized what was going on. However, he soon leaned forward and continued to lick my face, leaving wet trails on my skin. Anger surged through my veins. I gritted my teeth and slammed my forehead against his nose again. Warren yelped in my pain and looked at me.

Warren kissing her lower lips, tonguing her clit, working her until she came so hard that she almost passed out. Then the best memory seared her, the one that had burned its way deep into her mind and her body. Warren groaning and panting, her name falling from his lips helplessly, over and over again. She gazed at her breasts now, breathless as she remembered how it had felt for him to release all over them. In that one act, he’d claimed her. Marked her. Made her his own.