When Contracts Turn To Forbidden Kisses Novels & Stories

“I already drafted the contract because I can tell you’re losing time already. In there, it’s stated that we’ll be married for two years but before that, you’d have signed off ten percent of the assets to me and if we divorce, I take them with me. And in return, I’ll be the dotting wife while you’d be a loving husband and help me get rid of my step-sister?” Benjamin, who had been reading the contract, looked at her with a deep frown on his face. “Are you rethinking your decision now?” she asked with a mocking smile but he smiled. “No, sweetheart. I’m thinking of how wonderful you’ll be as my dotting wife while helping me to plot the deaths of our enemies. Hand me a pen,” his smile dropped fr

he asked, his tone neutral. "I need your pack to help me," Asher replied. "I want you to launch a surprise attack on Harlock's pack. We can use the chaos to force Aiden to accept the mating, and then we can rule together." Kael regarded her for a moment, his eyes narrowing. "And what's in it for us?" Asher knew that Kael would not be easily swayed. "If we succeed, you can have a portion of our territory," she said. "I will make sure that you are well rewarded."

He pulled me in for a hug. I did not spend the rest of the party obsessing over the fact that Liam and Alex were leaving. What I did was enjoyed myself and dance so freely that even the kids were embarrassed by me. Forbidden means that you can not have something or someone. And historically and by Beacon's values, I could not have a couple of things; like an omega having a good and successful life, and a she-wolf falling in love and getting married to a demon. But I made that sh*t happen. I did that. Lara Zane Meyer did that!

Close enough to touch but still that millimeter gap. The contract. Section 12. Kissing requires explicit prior consent. Protection I demanded. Boundaries I insisted on. Barriers that suddenly feel impossibly thin. His mouth moves to my ear. His breath against my skin sends electricity down my spine. "The contract doesn't cover what I'm thinking about doing right now, Isla. So unless you want me to violate Section 12, you need to walk away."

She wanted him to kiss her, she anticipated it. He used his hand to brush her hair behind her ear, his head bending forward. Isis' lips tingled in foreseen pleasure, but his lips went directly to her neck. She gasped at the sinful pleasure of his heated mouth trailing fire bound kisses up along her jaw until his lips sought it fit to claim her trembling lips. He moved his lips slowly against hers, prolonging and magnifying her need until her body trembled from the pure force of want. Considering what they did the night in the hotel, this kiss was innocent but to Isis, the kiss was too sensual, to tempting...sinful. A word she was coming to use a little too often in association with Mr. Greys

I tried to make him see the reasons. Rather, he was too horny to even begin to decipher what I said. "Shh! Just shut up and kiss me." Christopher bent my head down, and once again, I found myself kissing him; it was more passionate than the last. He bends me over and slides his dickey into my wet pussycat.

I confessed. “Then quit acting like you don’t.” And in an instant, he kissed me. The type of kiss that takes away your breath and fills it with flames. It was not gentle. It was not sugary. It was a statement, a reflection of the evenings we’d entwined together, when love represented both battle and capitulation simultaneously. However, it was short-lived. A piercing voice cut in on us. “You two might want to be more discreet. The investors aren’t blind.” Kara stood near the pathway, arms folded, brows raised.

he cuts me with a kiss and pulled back staring into my eyes, “Let's just have fun for old time sake, then we'll talk about that alliance,” I really liked Lorenzo and I'm not scared of him, smiling, “Are you trying to blackmail me?” Chuckling, “I really hope it's working,” he leaned down and kissed my lips softly. I decided to ignore all my feelings and just have fun. I leaned more into the kiss, wrapping my hands around his neck. His hands slowly worked his way up my inner thigh and touched me, making me gasp, god I missed this. Slowly he rubbed my crotch making me spread my legs for him to have more access. He gasped he touched my crotch,

Taking my hand, he stands up and leads me out the kitchen door. Walking out the emergency exit and standing in the alley, he leans me up against the wall and kisses me. When our lips touch, it's like fireworks and an earthquake going off all at once. My insides feel like they are about to burst when he lifts me up by my butt and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist.

Their lips met in a slow, passionate kiss, and all their worries and fears faded away as they lost themselves in the moment. Their kiss was tender and intense, each movement of their lips perfectly synchronized. Liam's hand rested on her waist, pulling her in closer, while Penelope's fingers ran through his hair, exploring every inch of him. It felt like they were the only two people in the world, lost in their own private moments.