Novel & Cerita Adrien And Marinette Kiss In Bed

His fingers threaded through my hair, his breath uneven as he murmured against my lips, “I thought I lost you tonight.” “You didn’t,” I whispered, tugging at his shirt. “You’re not losing me.” He kissed down my jaw to my neck, his lips sending shivers down my spine as my hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. Serena.... his voice was low, rough with emotion. “Tell me to stop if you’re not ready.” I pulled him closer. “I want you,” I breathed. “I want us.” That was all he needed. Adrien lifted me effortlessly, placing me on the desk, his hands sliding down my thighs as he stepped between them. Our breaths mingled, our bodies pressed desperately together as the kiss turned deeper, hungri

I know he can smell my arousal when he asks me if I'm sure I'm ready to do this and I just smile and nods and smash my lips back onto his. He picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist and starts heading to the door to head back to the room and in one swift move he manages to open up our bedroom door with one hand and the other hand still holding onto me while our lips are still locked together, he kicks he bedroom door closed with his foot. He walks over to the bed never breaking the kiss before situating himself between my legs he keeps kissing all the way down my neck to my soft spot the feelings I'm feeling right now are pure bliss ecstasy when he starts to nipple, I let out a moan a

His closeness… It sucked the air from me completely, every damn time. The thoughts disappeared when he leaned close and pressed his lips to my cheek, his eyes on Adrien the whole time. “I'm the only one allowed to hurt her, Adrien. In whatever way I please.” He began a torturous shower of kisses down my neck, his hands slowly moving up and down my arm. What was he doing? My inner thighs wasted no second getting slick with heat. “Do we have an understanding?” Adrien grinned, the sight devilishly charming. “I guess we'll see about that. I mean, if humans were as soft as your wife, then I'd eat them everyday. I'd paint my face with their juices.”

Maddie smiled up at him, her small hands immediately reaching out to rest against his broad chest. "Where were you?" she whispered, leaning into his warmth, "I woke up and the bed was cold." "Just handling some business with Raph, baby," Adriano murmured. He leaned down, his hands gripping her waist, and captured her lips in a kiss that made her let out a soft sigh. Before she could even step back, Adriano scooped her right up into his arms, lifting her off the cold floor. Maddie wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder with a quiet laugh.

"That's progress. That’s what she did to Adrian’s last girlfriend." Adrian chuckled, then tilted my chin up gently as his eyes locked onto mine. "Ignore her. All that matters tonight is you." Before I could respond, he leaned down and kissed me. Not a soft kiss, or one of those polite, public pecks. It was a slow, consuming kiss that made the entire room blur at the edges. His lips were warm and firm, and his hand stayed firmly on my back as if to remind me I wasn't going anywhere. “For fuck’s sake!” Ariana groaned as she rushed away. “Get a fucking room.”

He keeps his eyes on mine, and the way he looks at me makes my insides feel tight. "Are you trying to kiss me?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe," he answers. "We’re alone." "Exactly," he whispers before his lips press against mine. At first, the kiss is gentle, as though he’s enjoying it. But soon, his arms pull me closer, and he leans back on the couch, taking me with him. The way Adrian kisses is dangerous to my sanity. It feels like a storm sweeping through my mind and body. I tug at his shirt, pulling it up, and Adrian follows suit, removing his shirt as well. We toss our clothes aside, and I climb into his lap. His hands find the back of my neck, pulling me into an

Adrian climbed onto the bed, positioning himself over her. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice rough with desire. Clara nodded, reaching up to caress his face. "Yes," she whispered. "I've never been more sure of anything." Adrian leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Clara wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. She could feel his hardness against her thigh, tempting her. He trailed kisses down her neck, his tongue swirling over her pulse point. Then lower, to her breasts, where he lavished attention on each nipple in turn.

“Because if that’s the case, then let’s not get married. Let’s just stay in bed all day for a week and then go back home.” He pulled her to him a little too roughly that startled her a little bit. “You little minx. You know I love you. And you’re not getting out of Italy until you become Adrienne Adams.” He gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. He traced her lips with his tongue and invaded her mouth in a kiss that left her breathless and wanting more. When he pulled away from her, her face was flushed and she looked disoriented. Her breathing was ragged and Justin knew she was as lost in desire as he was. He grinned at her. “I lasted three weeks. Surely, I can last three more days.” With

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.

"I want you even more, Sam." "Not possible," I countered. Our eyes met again, and he bent to kiss me. Our kisses were fast and furious, full of lust and passion. The tension in my muscles seemed to melt away as Robbie's body massaged mine. I spread my legs, inviting him to enter me. He fumbled in the nightstand, quickly slipping on a condom.