Novel & Cerita Bela Kiss

"But you won't. Because you love Marcus. Which makes this whole situation a special kind of torture." Bella stood abruptly. "I can't do this." "I know. That's why I'm telling you now, while nothing's happened yet. Before we cross a line we can't come back from." Liam stood too. "I'm giving you fair warning, Bella. I'm not as strong as Ethan or as controlled as Devon. If you keep looking at me the way you're looking at me right now, I'm going to kiss you." Her breath caught. "I'm not looking at you any way."

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

I watched the two cousins kiss and share the creamy mixture until it was gone. Belle sucked my cock back to life and motioned for Lisa to join her. Belle taught her how to take me into her throat. Once I was good and hard, Lisa mounted me and impaled her pussy down my length. Belle swung a leg over my head and lowered her pussy to my mouth. The two girls kissed. Then we switched. We tried other positions. Lisa was insatiable. I lost count of her orgasms.

It had to be a dream. The intensity of the kiss increased in intensity from tender to insistent. Heat and passion erupted from our lips. Logan's hands went again to the skin on my back like he couldn't get enough of it. His every movement made me hotter. I wanted him so badly I could barely think. His mouth was firm and hungry, his tongue caressing mine like he couldn't get enough of my taste.

he whispered sensually close to her ear. "Oh my!" Alinta reddened uncomfortably, then continued, "Um...but I first would like to find my true..." Bellinor silenced her as he kissed Alinta. She tried to retreat from his hold, but he tightened his grip. Hoping to sway her mind, believing she would melt in his arms by his touch. Alinta gasped through her nose in surprise. Instead of a quick peck, Bellinor snaked another hand behind her head, holding her in place, pressing himself against her soft lips, praying the kiss would transform into what he only dreamed for the past few years. Sensing her hesitation and fear, his hopes were short-lived, and he reluctantly released her, while smiling warm

He said and bowed down his head. He shouldn’t have kissed her . “We both wanted it ...,Why are you feeling guilty ?”Bella asked . “Don’t you get it!....i like rissa and we shouldn’t have kissed .Let just forget about it “he raked his fingers through his hair . “Yeah ...Am sorry for forcing you to kiss me “Bella said sadly moving inches away from him . ........ I like Rissa ...” .....”We shouldn’t have kissed ...” .....”Let just forget about it.....”

Bella feels fireworks exploding all throughout her body at the first touch of his lips against hers. This was not her first kiss, but she was not experienced by any means. She had only ever been kissed twice before. Once by her lab partner Jimmy, when she was fourteen and again the day before they moved here by her best friend's older brother, Bowie.

A silent command to tell no one. His eyes flicked up to mine, glazed and heavy-lidded, and he nodded like a boy promising to keep a dangerous secret. The corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smirk, and before I could move my hand away, he caught my fingertip between his lips, kissing it once. The kiss lingered as if to seal the pact of what we had just done. We stayed that way, our chests rising and falling in sync, the air charged with silence. **Bella’s POV**

He asked, trying not to sound disrespectful but the annoyance in him grew slowly. Bella giggled, she let go of her leg, stood up and walked towards him, her sharp eyes not leaving her prey. With sexy eyes, she got close to him, sat on his desk, their eyes facing each other as she held onto his chin. "You are so handsome Dennis and a handsome man like you need a young beautiful lady like me, a lady who is ready to give you your wildest nasty desire" she whispered, her eyes not leaving him. Slowly, she went close to him to kiss him but Dennis was quick enough to shove his face away from her.

“I didn’t know we would spend that much time outside.” Bella shook the bag he passed to her in front of his face and said, “I’m glad you brought this.” Richard watched her for a moment before stepping in close. His gaze darkened as it strayed to her lips. They looked inviting and he couldn’t resist them. So, while Isla was not watching, he leaned in to kiss her lips gently as his hands slowly caressed her back. The kiss was soft and sensual just like how Bella liked it. “I will see you tomorrow?” he said, taking a step back. “Is that a date?” she asked.