A Million Kisses In Your Lifetime Pdf นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Yep "You literally told me to kiss him!" I didn't,it was your mission "So why is the affection still zero?" Because... The System paused dramatically. ...you kissed him like someone submitting homework five seconds before the deadline. I blinked. "What?" You displayed no romance. No atmosphere. No chemistry. You merely assaulted his personal space. I was speechless. "So you're telling me..." "You wanted a better kiss?" Like a French kiss,you know, "You shameless thing" The System laughed. Host, please work harder. Your love life is disappointing.

"So I have the rights to take control over the kiss" I blink and my body froze. "W-What?!" "You read the contract so you must aware with the footnote 'every night' darling" My lips parted in disbelief realizing what he said. The footnote 'every night' means 'before midnight' and it's already passed midnight. What the hell?! "Do you remember it now?" I felt him smirk. "Yeah..." my voice drop. "Good. But first thing first, Little. I think I need to give you a short demonstration what a real kiss is really like"

I whispered now, throwing my head back in a moan as his lips moved in a soft caress down my neck, tenderly kissing the throat he would choke on a normal day. “And I, you.” His voice caught in a sob that he swallowed. “I will love you in a million lifetimes.” His free hand moved to my shoulder now, pushing my sleeve down to expose my bare skin. Leaning down, he planted a gentle kiss on my skin, and it was a struggle to keep my hands lying flat on my thighs in the sub position. “Thank you for letting me own you.” His lips journeyed down my collarbone and my body jerked, “for letting me love you.”

Leon, standing rigidly at attention, felt the hard shell around his own heart crack a little further. The kiss spoke of a lifetime pact. It held the memory of their first, clash-of-wills kiss in his study, a battle neither had won. It held the desperate gratitude of the kiss after Geneva, a survivor’s benediction. It held all the soft, sleepy kisses of shared mornings and the fierce, protective ones in the face of threats. It gathered every past touch and cast it forward, weaving them into the fabric of a shared future. Time, measured by the slow drip of wax from a candle or the measured breath of the string quartet, lost all meaning. The kiss existed outside of it, in an eternal present of

“Desiree, ever since the day I met you you glued me, you has my hearts in your eyes, I would ayre ein them and be mesmerised and I didn't want to take my eyes off you, ever, times where we were together that we spent together..those times I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world not even money not even fame not even meals, not even lobsters. Though things have been really tough, I say this to say that I want to be there and here with you every single moment during your tears during your happy times. I want to be with you till the end of time. If possible, I want you to have my heart forever,... Desiree, will you marry me?” “Yes , Every Single time, I can't imagine spending my life wit

“I love you, Emma.” I didn’t think. I leaned forward and kissed him. I kissed him like it was the only thing that mattered in this world, like we were the only people in all of creation and we existed solely for this kiss. Time stood wondrously still and somehow flew by at the same time as our lips connected and my world righted itself.

No matter how badly I want to rip his fucking pants off right now, I’m not that person. “It’s fine.” He softly says. His deeper-than-normal voice sounds like sex to my ear. Stepping back, I wipe my lips and glance toward his midsection. The ‘million-dollar’ kiss has created a very noticeable bulge in his pants and now I feel even more horrible. That bulge in his pants is the risk anyone takes when kissing someone. Getting turned on during a kiss does NOT mean you have to fuck them. “Is this goodbye?” He asks. His tone is curious and deep. “Or see you later?”

It was a kiss that felt like an eternity, yet passed in the blink of an eye, leaving an indelible mark on my heart and a promise of more to come. In that moment, I tasted the realization of a long-held fantasy. Logan's kiss was a revelation, a testament to the years of longing that had brought us to this point. He reciprocated my kiss with a passion that mirrored my own, the warmth of his mouth sending shivers down my spine.

"Whatever. I'm not ready for another relationship yet." "What?" Oh no! Did I just say that out? I thought. "What? What? It was um, a line I saw in a movie. I don't know why it had to come out now. Aaron, please read out the note." I quickly changed the topic. "OK. For your sake, I won’t say your name. I don’t feel like I need to, you and others both know who you are. This is a letter to you. You know what type of person I am, one that doesn’t easily give their heart to someone, but then I met you. From the moment I met you, I knew you were going to change my life. I didn’t think you were going to mean so much to me, but somehow you tore down my walls and I let you in. Hearing about your rela

“I can’t really change your mind, huh?” “Well then, I will wait for you, Alice. No matter how long it will take you to come back, I will never get tired of waiting for you. Alice, you are my life and my everything. Without you, my life is meaningless. So I’m willing to wait for you, be it a hundred years or thousands of years. I love you so much, Alice.” he said and brushed his lips against mine tenderly. Our kiss deepened as tears streamed down our faces. It’s salty because of the tears, but we didn’t let go of each other.