Novel & Cerita Bela Kiss

I am too young that time. I closed my eyes tightly when I suddenly step forward towards Mr. Woods and kiss him. It was just a fast and a swift kiss. I immediately step back and stared at him. He is looking at me eyes widened. His lips parted while staring at me. "Goodnight, I will get inside already. Bye." I uttered nervously and left him there. What the hell did you do, Kellah Fazandra?????

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

Bella tilted her head up, and then it happened. Their lips met in a heated kiss. Not tentative. Hungry. Bella’s small hand fisted in Chris’s shirt as he pulled her closer, tongues clearly involved from the soft sounds. The fire illuminated their faces, her flush, his clenched jaw. Lisa’s breath hitched beside me. Alex muttered a low “Fuck…” I felt a surge of arousal and shock. My stepdaughter and stepson, crossing that line right there. The kiss deepened, bodies pressing together under the blanket. Bella let out a tiny whimper into his mouth.

Outside, the island was quiet, the only sound the gentle crash of waves and the rustle of palm fronds in the breeze. "So," Bella said finally, a hint of mischief creeping into her voice, "are you going to tell me about the kiss?" "What kiss?" "The kiss I'm assuming happened at some point tonight. Because the way Adrian was looking at you?" She raised an eyebrow. "That man wanted to do a lot more than propose." I felt my cheeks flush. "There was no kiss. He kissed my forehead. That's it." "That's it? Sylvia, you're engaged. You're supposed to at least have a proper kiss."

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.

This night had been full of surprises, and I was beginning to see that there was more to Bella than I had ever imagined. As we stood by the tranquil pond, the moonlight painted shimmering ripples on the water's surface. Bella's presence felt like a magnetic pull, drawing me closer with every passing second. We exchanged glances, and her eyes held a myriad of emotions: curiosity, vulnerability, and a hint of desire. Without hesitation, I closed the gap between us, our lips brushing together softly. It was a delicate connection, a silent conversation between our souls. The kiss carried a promise, a promise of something beautiful yet unexplored. But to my surprise, I retreated slightly, my hear

He alighted and got the door for us, and we alighted, but while I made for the massive ground, Laura stayed back and stole a couple of kisses from the man, before coming after me. “Hey, do you want to get lost in this massive square?”. She said behind me. I spurned around to see her, standing behind me with her hand on her waist. I’ve always viewed myself as weak for any man’s gripping fingers, but here I am with a woman that had fingers that could grab men and make love to them when and where she wants. “Why were you flirting with the chauffeur?”. I posed. She made faces. “Betty, when you go to Rome, behave like Romans”. She replied and, like a mother, she held my hand and pulled me to the

I was glad to be here too. Jack leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss wasn’t the same as the ones from the island. This was reserved and formal, but it still fanned the heat growing inside of me. He stepped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face as I flushed. The smile stayed on his face until he sat down in the large leather chair and picked up the phone. I knew that was my cue to leave, and I slipped out the door as the businessman’s mask slid over his face.

We were devouring each other's lips with passion and burning desires. I broke the kiss and gently placed her on the ground. We were now standing under shower, gazing at each other's faces with desire. I took off my jacket impatiently, then I reconnected our lips. Bella held tightly to me immediately, kissing me back tenderly. Our kiss was gentle and soft, and the taste of her lips kept melting in my mouth. I couldn't stop devouring her lips. The gentleness added to the sweetness, and I kept eating up her lips while my hand pressed her ass.

Then a voice slid behind her, low and silken. “You wear the cage well.” She spun to see Nikolai Vasiliev, the blond-scarred man from earlier. His smile was sharp as a blade, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he held two glasses of champagne. Her body stiffened. “Stay away from me.” He offered her a glass, tilting his head. “If I meant you harm, Bella, I’d hardly waste good champagne.” “I don’t drink with strangers,” she said coldly. “But we’re not strangers anymore, are we?” His gaze lingered on her crimson dress. “You’re unforgettable. Like blood spilled on snow.”