You Kiss By The Book Novels & Stories

He lurches forward, grabbing my face, drawing me in to kiss him again. He wastes no time being gentle and sweet, his passion for me evident in the way he kisses me as if the world will end if he doesn't. My back bumps against the edge of the dining room table, my hand reaching out to brace me up as the weight of Kastriv's strong body presses against me. Suddenly my hand slips on something, and I nearly fall back. Kastriv grabs me, stopping my fall, helping me straighten. I turn, looking at a bunch of letters Kastriv brought in earlier splay out. The one at the very bottom catches my eyes.

he explained in a well-mannered tone, no sarcasm at all. I just nodded in response because I don't know what to say. This is awkward as fuck, I am not used to us being so casual, having a random conversation. Wasn't I supposed to annoy him? Yet, since that night, we haven't had much interaction. It was like something big has changed between us. . . Is this a good start though? Or he is just messing me around again? "I'm pretty good with books, I'll help you." He even raised his left hand holding the book he got earlier. A pretty thick book with a title, 'The Choice' by Nicholas Sparks.

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

“Turns out I don’t need self help books, I can make everything right on my own.” His blue eyes lock onto mine before he leans in, pressing his lips to mine. My mouth parts, giving him the chance to slip his tongue inside as he kisses me slowly. Tasting, teasing and exploring my mouth. I match his pace, feeling his body press against mine more urgently as my back hits the shelf. Oh shit. I press my hand against his chest, breaking the kiss. “Not here, Kai,” I whisper, breathless. “The head librarian is at the reception.”

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

"Do not look at him, Kess. Do not look at the crowd. There is no husband here tonight. There is only your body and my hands. Can you do that for me?" I swallowed hard, the alcohol making my thoughts feel slow and heavy. "It feels so wrong... but it feels so hot." "It is not wrong," Bako whispered, his face moving closer until I could feel his warm breath on my lips. "It is just the law of the island. Let it happen, Kess. Let me touch you. Can I kiss you now?" "Yes... please, Bako," I whimpered, closing my eyes. Bako didn’t rush. He dropped his head down slowly, pressing his soft lips against mine. The kiss started light, a gentle tasting that made my toes curl. Then he let out a low rumble i

B took the books from her hands and went through them quickly before placing them on a stool. He didn’t speak many words but simply pulled K to his lap and sealed her lips with his for another hot and scotching kiss. J smiled as he watched this passion driven man. B.B looked at J with a knowing gaze and J’s mood was even lifted. K who had her eyes closed and in a passionate kiss found herself being stripped clean by the two happy men. K was also cooperative and let the guys do whatever they wanted. She was a very willing participant.

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

“Do you always get distracted by people instead of the books… Alice?” “I suppose it depends on the person…” I admitted, breath catching as I stared at her mouth. “Some are impossible to ignore… especially when they’re dripping for it.” She smiled, slow and filthy, and closed the last inch between us. Her lips brushed mine in a teasing, open-mouthed kiss… just enough tongue to make me moan softly into her. “And you?” she asked, voice husky and wrecked already. “Do you find some people impossible to resist… even if it means getting fucked in the library?”