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KEAL The kiss I gave her was a promise, a prelude to something deeper than the playful game we’d just finished. I could feel the heat of her skin, the rapid flutter of her pulse beneath my lips as I trailed them down her neck. The scent of her arousal, sweet and musky, filled my senses, and a possessive, tender hunger bloomed in my chest. I didn’t want to take her right here, not yet. I wanted to savor. To worship her body first.

at least not on my part. I responded with all the words to his kiss, not a romantic kiss like in the books, but dominant, intense and possessive. My hands grabbed her jacket, pulling it towards me, and Kaanadan pressed his body against mine, wrestling me with the shelf full of books. His tongue dove into my lips, tangling with mine without even giving me a chance to think through what we were doing. Better what I'm doing. Her taste was a little bitter from some kind of drink, but there was also something sweet like some kind of candy, whatever. Her rigid body oozed strength and heat as she held me closer. Her hand slid from the back of my neck into my hair, pulling me closer to her and deepe

Keesha’s heart is beating so fast, Jostein pulls her up to his face centimeters away from his mouth. “Like I said… I don’t want to kiss anyone that I don’t love. But I can kiss you every night…” he licks his edge of the lips before her lips crash to him. Keesha is fighting it! “I will be late; make me cum.” He said. Then Keesha’s hormones suddenly make her want to juice him up. She goes to her ears, making him in startled, “as you wish young master Jostein De Vere.” Keesha bites his ear then his heart suddenly pounds like crazy; she goes to his extensive and long dick then slowly blowing him up.

Calanthe said, and she sealed her mouth over his. The kiss was not gentle. It was a collision of opposites, a battle for dominance. Her heat met his cool stillness, her silken persuasion against his granite will. His lips were firm, demanding, and she opened for him without hesitation, her tongue tangling with his in a wet, deep clash. He tasted of dark places and old magic, a flavor that was utterly intoxicating. She moaned into his mouth, her hands sliding from his neck to his shoulders, feeling the incredible, rigid strength of him.

All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses. Dean's hands flew all over me, touching me in places I hadn't been touched in quite a while. I felt the lust coursing through his body as he tugged at my shirt, and I wanted more. I wanted it so badly that I found myself jumping up and wrapping my legs around him before he even had the chance to remove my shirt. His hands grabbed me around the waist and held me up as we passionately kissed each other. My fingers went to the bottom of his ripped t-shirt, pulling it over his head.

The man's barely restrained intensity, combined with the girl's shy resistance and her inevitable surrender to the pleasure, made the kiss utterly tantalizing. Wendy was too embarrassed to know how to respond. Should she say they had just shared a casual kiss? But it really was just a casual one... Gao Xinran quickly added, "I meant it as a compliment! You two are even more shippable than my favorite CP!" She finally understood why American girls were so obsessed with celebrity couples. If there were kiss scenes like this every day, she'd be the first to lead the fan club. Saturday, the Homecoming football game.

As I leaned in and softly kissed Knox, I felt a spark of attraction, a different kind of tension from what I had experienced with Kael. It wasn't as passionate, but it was undeniable. Kael's reaction to the kiss was visceral. A primal, almost pained growl ripped from his throat, a sound that seemed to tear through his very being. He abruptly stood up from his kneeling position, stumbling and landing heavily on his back on the floor with a thud.

His mouth was soft but sure. I remembered the stories I’d read online. My heart hammered with shyness, but a new bravery was burning inside me. I let my hands explore the hard muscles of his back. Then, feeling bold, I lowered my head and pressed my lips to his chest. I heard his breath catch. I kissed a path across his skin until my mouth found one of his small, tight nipples. I flicked it with my tongue, then sucked gently, just like I’d read. “Oh, fuck! Rory, ” he groaned, his whole body tensing. “Where did you learn that?”

I said. Alessandro let go of my arm. He looked straight into my eyes. “You are the best weapon we have. You have to use what you have. He wants you. He kissed you. He is letting you stay even though he knows you are lying. Use that. Get closer to him. Make him trust you again. Make him want you more than he wants the truth.” I felt sick. Mateo had already warned me. The kiss was a mistake. Now my uncle was telling me to repeat the mistake. To use the fire.

TAYA's POV : "Vary the tempo. Sometimes you go fast and urgent, like you're the last two lovers on earth. Sometimes you go slow and sensual, like you're the first lovers on earth,” “Hmm, okay…” “And remember to tease. A kiss is only as strong as the anticipation it builds,"