Belle And Beast Kiss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

I must be hallucinating or I'm still horny. Fuck, I haven't seen Belle yet and I'm already horny again? “Yes sir…” the breathy moan comes again, followed by the unmistakable sound of lips against lips. A deep tongue kiss. “Hell…” I whisper. “Yes sir…” the voice says again and it goes straight to my cock, stirring it up despite cumming just minutes ago. I move further into the kitchen and I see a sight I know I shouldn't walk into. Belle is bent over the counter with her legs spread and her chest…her big breast resting on the white wood.

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.”

BESTIE: But since I can't have you yet, I need you to tell me something. ME: Anything? BESTIE: Tell me what you'd do if you were here right now. I thought about it. Let myself imagine. ME: I'd crawl over to you. Slowly. Let you watch me. ME: I'd kiss your chest first. Right over your heart. ME: Then lower. Down your stomach. Feeling you tremble under my lips. ME: And then, BESTIE: And then? ME: And then I'd take you in my mouth. The way you like.

Judging by her reaction, it was not a bad thing. "I've seen you two look at each other. I've seen it! I've always known you two will be together! I was so sure about it!" She mumbled. There was excitement on her face. "Oh my god, you're dating!" "Yeah. We are!" I grumbled excitedly. We gushed more about it. But then we had to stop because it's getting late. I just took a quick shower before going to bed.. And guess what, the kiss was on my head the entire time.

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.

She stated and suddenly kissed me. That was the first time my lips touched hers. I've kissed so many women in my lifetime but she was unforgettable. The kissed we shared was slow and sensual. We kissed so deep like our lives depend on it. Our clothes were being discarded as our kiss continued to deepen. Then she moaned and called out another man's name. I stopped kissing her and lay her in bed. She was fast asleep after a few minutes. I couldn't help but watch her sleeping. I watch her sleep the entire evening. When I saw the sun was already up I left her alone. I left a note - thanks for the wonderful night.

He kissed her lips. "Mmmph," groaned Belle. He kissed her for a long while. Soft and gentle pecks after their moment of heated saliva engagement. "Bruce, I need to breathe," panted Belle. "Breathe through your nose." He took her lips rougher than before. "Ahh," moaned Belle. He kept going until she parted her mouth again. His tongue was licking every corner of her insides. "S-Stop…" grunted Belle as she felt that he was hard again.

Bastian pinned Belle against the wall, his hand slipping under her shirt, gripping her already sensitive chest. “I missed you,” Belle whispered between kisses. “You’re staying with me tonight, baby.” They kissed again, longer, their tongues tangling, soft wet sounds filling the air. Bastian’s grip on her chest made Belle bite Bastian’s lower lip. She wanted him right then and there. Suddenly, heavy footsteps approached. “Belle?!” A phone flashlight cut through the darkness, its bright beam slicing the scene apart. Belle jolted, breaking the kiss. One hand shielded her eyes from the glare.