When Contracts Turn To Forbidden Kisses Novels & Stories

It steals all of the breath right out of me. "Please, Emilia," he murmurs against my lips. "Don't make me beg." His tongue slips into my mouth, sliding across my bottom lip before delving deeper. I moan, tightening my grip on his shirt. And then, abruptly, I push him away again. "What the hell are you doing?" I demand. "Last night you told me you couldn't have sex with me because of our contract. Now you're kissing me and telling me you don't want anyone else to see me come and I - "

He hadn't been able to shake the memory of the one moment when they almost felt real—when their lips met in a kiss that was meant to be nothing but he wanted more. The kiss had been brief, but it stirred something inside him. Contractual was not how her lips had felt on his, nor the unsaid tension that simmered under the surface. He gave a strong breath in an attempt to get rid of the sensation, but it stuck to him like a second skin. The barriers separating them felt impenetrable, but he couldn't deny the pull. It was forbidden to break the terms of the agreement, their arrangement. A knock on the door took his attention away from his thoughts.

It’s a good thing that we are in the bathroom so there’s less chance that my voice was carried to the hallway. Mammon appeared offended by my outburst, which caused him to cross his arms. “When I kissed you.” Mammon grins wickedly, like he is proud of the fact that he bound himself to me without my permission. “I knew interesting things would happen if I stayed by your side.” “Break the contract!” I yell at him. “I don’t want to have a contract with a demon!”

— Jacob's words snapped me out of my thoughts "What?! I replied confused. "That you kiss me, I want you to kiss me is part of the contract," he turned me to him and began to kiss me in front of everyone present, including his ex-wife who when she saw us, did the same with her doll. Jacob stopped kissing me and took me by the waist and began to walk with me around the place, while I tasted my lips, thanking that delicious excuse, things between the two of them began to flow better, I was starting to feel more comfortable as a result of their dealings and of course the fine liquor that they were distributing in the place.

I don't think I need to go through with questioning task here, what if I get a an answer that ruins everything. "Look here, Claire, this is a relationship based on contract. We made deals, we viewed it as business, alright?. Now, don't get too carried away. We are still gonna get engaged, and get married, all based on a contract too, it's business, we should stick to the rules we made" I advised explanatorily. She nodded and smiled sarcastically "In a contracted relationship, kisses and jealousy shouldn't be involved as stated right from the start" Ouch! That hit a spot.

INTRO The pen hovered over the contract, and the longer Cara stared at it, the more it felt like a noose over her neck . Her chest tightened. If she signed, her brother had a chance. If she didn’t then she would lose him. Across the table, Damien Blackwood leaned back in his chair, calm and unreadable, like he already knew what she was going to do. To him, this was just business But to her, it was everything; her pride, her dignity and her life.

She read the words one after the other; as her finger touched a part of the words, a secret hole opened, revealing a large book. Chloe was standing behind her, curious of what's happening She carried it, blow on it as the book was covered in dust. Chloe handed her a cloth and dusted it with it. The first thing her eye catches was the words on the front cover, "Forbidden" She read slowly.

I can feel his thing on my legs. My breath is getting deep because of the warmthness he’s giving me. He stared at my eyes, I can see the love and lust on his eyes. I kissed his lips and he answered it immediately. He carry my one leg, I felt his finger on my private part and rubbing it. I moaned in the middle of our kiss that made him smile. I hold him more tight when his fingers suddenly became fast rubbing my private part. “Ohh, f*ck!” His lips went down to my b*obs while his finger is busy rubbing my p*ssy and his other hand is holding my legs. I hold his head as I look up.

So far, I love the books he had chosen for me. “I have to go sir Theon. Enjoy your breakfast!” So, finally he left me alone. So, I grabbed the novel book I read entitled “The Bitch and The Player”. So far, it was one of my favourite novels because the story was really interesting where two villains fell in love each other. I was thrilled turning the pages, and each chapter was cliff-hanger. I read the part where the lead characters kissed. Then, I asked myself if how does it feel like kissing, especially kissing a girl you like.

I twitched at the touch. Dante smiled and continued, “Mr. Johnson has been out of state for the past three days, so that's why you didn't get to sign your contract yet. But now he's back, and he's here to process the contract deal. So you'll be signing your contract right away.” Dante was smiling suspiciously as he spoke. I almost felt like something dangerous was centered around this whole discussion. But I couldn’t say anything. I could only swallow hard. After all, I was the one who agreed to the deal—to sign the seven-day contract with him. And if I successfully lived with him for seven days without turning gay, then I’d get to leave this house with whatever amount I wanted.