Novel & Cerita Baca Komik Romantis Kiss

"You smell so fucking good, Rain." I try to pull myself away now that I can still think for myself. He bend's his head and kisses my neck. I find myself moving my neck to give him access. Gosh, I'm so weak. "Please," Xavier whispers as his trails kisses from my neck to my lips. He kisses me and I kiss him back. The bat falls out of my hand as Xavier lifts me and I cross my hands on his neck. He deepens the kiss and I moan into his lips.

It isn't like the kiss we had in the break room; this time it is full of emotions of love. As we kiss, it is like a rush of emotions. Relief, joy, and the happiness of being close again fill me up. Every kiss feels like a fresh start, wiping away the silence and bringing us back together. At that moment, it is just us, forgetting everything else. The kisses speak of saying sorry without words and a strong desire to make things right. The kiss is like a story filled with love, regrets, and the promise of better times.

I felt him twitch as he rode out our high. He finally broke the kiss for some air. "I thought our first time after so long would be in bed and romantic." He said with a smile. "I loved it this way much better." I gave him a quick kiss as he pulled out of me. "Our food should be cold." I giggled as I pulled my clothes on. "I will heat you a plate. And you better have enough energy because this woman wants her pony ride till she is sore." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ We were like teenagers who had just fallen in love. We would be caught kissing when I was saying bye to him in the morning. Poor Maria found us so many times about to rip each other's clothes off, I swear we might give her a heart attack.

He answered sweetly and he is now starting to kiss my earlobe and his tongue teasing it like it's a sweet delicacy. With that, I let go of my hesitation. He carried me like I am just a light feather in his arms. We are both wet and throbbing. He kissed me with hunger, licking and biting my lips. I feel a little pain, but it was gone right away when he licked and sucked it after. His tongue is dancing and matching my rhythm. I suddenly felt the soft mattress on my back without breaking our kiss. My hands are touching his hard muscle, restless and trying to hold onto something that I can't name.

I interpreted and she was laughing hard on the screen. "You're really such a crazy girl, Cally! Poor guy," she said. and she was still smiling ear to ear, like a weirdo. "Why are you happy? We just met again," I asked as I rolled my eyes. She cleared her throat and grinned at me, "Well, isn't that romantic? He's your first kiss, you are his first kiss. That kiss happened 10 years ago and now you met again. My gosh, Cally, he might be your prince charming. Sadly, I didn't see his changes but girl, you should agree on dating him!" she said in an enthusiastic voice.

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.

As he leaned in to kiss her his expression didn't change. 'Is this going to be a 'sorry I don't feel that way,' peck or a full-on kiss?' she wondered, as time seemed to slow down. When their lips met and their eyes closed, she felt the spark and the flurry of butterflies, finally getting what the romance novels were talking about. As his tongue found hers, she understood, with glorious relief, that this was most definitely a romantic kiss.

I promised, going to the door. “One more thing,” he said, crossing the distance between us and taking me in his arms again. I knew his kiss was coming, but even then, I wasn't prepared for it. He took my breath away, stealing it for himself and making me forget that I had ever needed to breathe in the first place. My knees went weak, and my heart pounded in my chest as my body started to heat. I melted into him, relishing his kiss. This was the way to start a morning. “That's better than coffee,” I gasped when he let me go. He chuckled, obviously proud of himself.

Kisa looked at him, and she was transfixed. "W-What did you just call me?" "My dear," he answered softly, wrapping his arms tighter and tighter around her. He then covered her lips with his hot, open mouth. At this moment, Kisa was still in a daze, and she did not avoid him. Perhaps it was because she was in a sea of romantic flowers, as her heart fluttered the moment their lips met. Gilbert closed his eyes, kissing her gently but with great devotion. She stared at him in awe, finding his thick and long eyelashes casting a gentle shadow on his eyelids in the sunlight. She looked at him as if she was looking through him and at the arrogant boy who she had a crush on back then. Kisa slowly lif

At this moment, the air crackles with tension and unspoken desire. As they lock eyes, a tender spark of longing passes between them. Kalix's gaze shifts to her lips, and with an aggressive touch, he leans in to press his lips against hers. The kiss is wild, filled with a mix of passion and desire. Time seems to stand still as they get lost in the intoxicating moment, their bodies drawing closer in a warm embrace.