Romans & histoires Anna And The French Kiss

************** Your gurl, Anna.

" She was wearing an elegant red printed dress and her hair was up in a bun. She looked stunning and irresistible even without wearing lipstick. I began to feel a tingling in my back and my heart skipped a beat. The librarian scolded some brats who were making noise and I took advantage of a moment of absent-mindedness to signal Monica. She understood instantly. 'Hi, I'm Anna,' I said holding out my hand, which she shook weakly. 'Monica,' she replied indifferently. The best thing for both of us was to pretend it was the first time we had met. So we disguised ourselves as skillfully as we could by talking about the genius of Stratford-upon-Avon, until we were shooed away and the room closed.

she raised her hand, her index finger pointing at me as she said, “was like one in a million for us.” “Darling?” I muttered, raising my eyebrows at Kione. Her lips curved into a sexy smile, intertwining her fingers with Gen’s, and she announced, “We’re official.” “Huh?” I gazed at Gen stupidly. “What?” Gen widened her eyes and smirked at me. “Can’t I choose whom I want?” She made a bold move, moving her head closer to Kione and claiming her lips. I was sure it was not only me who was gawking at them as they French kissed. One of my roommates in college was a lesbian, and I had seen her kiss her girlfriends, but Gen, like me, was different. We are hunters.

I shook my head at the thought of all that money and power. “You must be Ms. LaRue. I am Anna,” said a female voice with a soft British accent. A woman in a linen sleeveless dress stepped forward, a smile highlighting her tropical features. I smiled nervously and nodded. “We’ve been expecting you. If you would follow me to check-in please.” She smiled again and gestured towards a glass-enclosed office in the corner of the lobby. I picked up the handle to my suitcase, but she waved a hand to stop me. “The bellhop will take it to your room for you. You are on vacation, Ms. LaRue,” she said as she smiled, her white teeth beautiful against her dark skin. A man in a navy-blue uniform hurried over

No one dared to break it until Blake pulls the brakes in the parking lot of a five star Mexican hotel. "I thought we'd be eating the regular New York meal."I hear her snort but I choose to ignore it. First my father then Benjamin Mackenzie's involvement in my beautiful one night stand and then Valentina's immature tantrums, it has taken a toll over me. But what is more frustrating, a picture sent by Rochelle a few minutes ago. Anna is in the picture with nothing but a filmsy robe, I can see her black swimming suit hugging her curves perfectly. Roch has taken it beside the pool, they seemed to come out of water. Her wet hairs are stick to her pretty face and swan like neck. All my blood rush

At last, after less than fifteen minutes, Kara is ready to get out of that dilapidated house and head out to where activity rules every nook and cranny of the bustling city. She arrived five minutes before seven. Tom Morris, the regular security guard greeted her a pleasant good morning as she step in the building. She gave him a curt smile and greeted him and went directly to the elevator. Yes, their school has elevators. So much for staircases. Theirs have elevators specially that the classroom is on the 5th floor. Nicholas Parker was there, neat and looking good as always. Nick is his classmate, a very charismatic and good looking young man and the campus heartthrob, making every girl i

She smiled, waved, and then turned away, fully aware she’d probably just gone another shade darker. But it wasn’t embarrassment causing her skin to flush. Not this time. Thinking about Cain naked, about making love with him, had her aroused all over again. She hoped his nose wasn’t good enough to scent her in the crowd. Back at the table with her lasagna, salad, and French bread, Anne sat beside Christa. The three from L.A. were in the midst of a heated discussion over a movie that had just been released, one that Darnell had worked on and Suni hated. Fred appeared to be playing devil’s advocate.

Anna went to the kitchen, glad for the cold air that greeted her when she opened the refrigerator door. “I have some cheese and a bottle of chardonnay. I’ll save the champagne until after we read the reviews in tomorrow’s paper.” She could feel his body standing behind her. She was no longer interested in cheese or wine. The only substance she wanted at that moment was his lips on hers. As if reading her mind, Nate lightly brushed his lips over Anna’s. His fingers touched the back of her neck, making her shiver. She returned his kiss, deeper and stronger than she had in either world. Before she realized what was happening, she felt Nate life her off the ground and carry her to the bedroom.

Diana takes the seat opposite me, quietly opening her book again. “Sir,” Bonnie says hesitantly, “would you like me to bring refreshments for you and your guest?” I say nothing. I look at Diana instead, silently passing the decision to her. She meets my eyes. Then she turns to Bonnie. “No, thank you.” Bonnie nods, preparing to leave. “Oh—and Bonnie, right?” “Yes, ma’am.” “I’m his fiancée,” Diana says with a warm smile. “Not a guest.” Bonnie freezes. “Fi—fiancée? I’m so sorry, ma’am, I didn’t know.”

She let out a sigh of refusal, and he smiled. She watched how he brought his wet fingers to his lips, licking them ever so erotically. Her core shook just from that mere action, and then he crouched down, holding her waist with both his hands before planting a kiss on her stomach. He pushed her gown up. “Oh my gosh! Leone!” She screamed out when his lips made contact with her core. He took a slow swipe, licking the wetness off her pussy. Anna felt like her body was going to crumble completely. Her hand held the rack for support as he sucked her pussy.