Novel & Cerita Adrien Kisses Marinette

His gaze dropped to my lips, intense and unblinking. "Just like old times," I whispered, my heart beginning to hammer against my ribs. "Better than old times," Adrian corrected, his voice dropping into that dark, velvety register. "Because this time, nobody is coming to knock on the door." He leaned down and kissed me. The kiss was deep, wet, and heavy with a desperate, crushing passion. The buoyancy of the water made everything feel weightless, yet his grip on me was unyielding, anchoring me to his chest. I tangled my fingers in his wet hair, pulling him closer, tasting the clean water and the fierce, possessive hunger that always consumed him whenever he held me. He groaned low in his thro

I looked up into his face, a smile starting on my lips. He smiled, and there they were. Those damn dimples popping on his cheeks. It was Adrien. Ice water flooded my veins. I shoved him back hard, my hands smacking against his chest. "What the fuck do you think you’re doing?" He had the gall to look confused. He cocked his head arrogantly."Kissing you. Isn’t that what married people do in the morning?" "Yes," I snapped, shoving him again for emphasis. "Married people, you idiot. And last time I checked, I’m married to your brother. Not you."

"Destroying me from the inside out." He kissed me then, and it was softer than before. Almost tender despite the anger still crackling between us. When we finished, we stayed pressed together, both of us breathing hard, neither willing to separate. "This was a mistake," Adrien said finally, but he still wasn't letting me go. "Probably."

I kissed him on the nose and he laughed. Then he took my hand in his and I felt funny. But I had to. We went downstairs, laughing as Adrian talked about planning our wedding. I froze as Marie and Pierre looked at us with interest and dark red covered my cheeks. He seemed to notice my discomfort and an evil mist appeared over his head. “Stop looking at her like that. If spaventar it. I gave Adrian a scolding look, not really liking what he said in Italian, knowing I didn't understand.

he growled, his voice husky with raw emotion. He didn’t say another word, just lowered his head and kissed me. It wasn’t a gentle, romantic wedding kiss; it was feral, desperate, a claiming. His lips devoured mine, his tongue plunging inward, tasting of champagne and possessive fury. My head swam, my knees felt weak, and I gripped his suit jacket for support as he pressed me back against the cool stone of the fountain. He broke the kiss for a second, just long enough to gasp out, “You did many bad things today, Adrian. Many, many bad things.” His eyes were dark, intense, promising. “So I will punish you tonight on our wedding night.”

It seemed like Adrien wasn't being affected by this kiss at all, it also seemed like he forgot we were in the boy's bathroom. After a few seconds past, Adrien detached his lips from my own and I felt like I could breathe again. He then pulled the back of my hair harshly, causing my head to pull back as well; a small quick groan escaped my lips from the sudden slightly painful pull. He attached his lips onto my jaw and started trailing small continuous kisses down my jawline and neck. He stopped right next to my Adam's apple and began to lick the small area, a small groan echoed throughout the bathroom's walls. After licking that area for a few seconds, he started to harshly suck on the bare

I stopped in front of Adrian's door and hesitated with my hand hovering inches from the handle. I didn't know what I was expecting when I pushed the door open. I didn't know what I was prepared to see. The door opened just enough for me to see inside the room, and the first thing I registered was movement, two figures close together near the side of the bed, a soft lamp casting warm light across the white walls. Adrian's back was partially turned toward the door, his hand cupping the side of Maria's face, his head tilted down as his mouth pressed against hers in a slow and deliberate kiss that looked intimate and practiced and familiar in a way that made my chest tighten sharply.

Kieran's POV: By the time we got back to Adrien’s apartment, the city had quieted. The streets below were hushed, basking under the glow of street lamps and silver moonlight. But inside me, everything was alive, buzzing, electric, untamed. The moment the front door clicked shut, I turned and kissed him. Hard. Fast. Desperate. There was no hesitation, no slow build. Just teeth clashing, lips crashing, hands yanking at clothes. Adrien barely got the lock twisted before I had him pressed against the wall, tugging on his jacket like it had offended me.

She had a lot to handle and lacked the energy to argue with him " I want you!" Lucas said and Marina's eye's almost popped out of their sockets. What did this man take her for? Just because she had kissed him, he now had the audacity to make demands from her? Besides, he should be happy since she gave him her first kiss. Angrily Marina turned to him and glared at Lucas. If looks could kill, Lucas knew that he would be dead by then. " I don't know the kind of women you associate with but don't take me for them . I am not the kind of woman who goes sleeping around with any man." With that she turned and left, slamming the door with a bang.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.