Camilo X Mirabel Kiss Novels & Stories

His shirt was casually unbuttoned at the collar. His dark hair was swept back, yet somehow still looked windblown, as though he'd just stepped out of a convertible after driving along the French Riviera. "Mr. Torrens, how are you?" Amer Len's French accent flowed smoothly through the speakers. "Please, call me Albert. I'm doing well. And you?" "Very well. Very well indeed. I'm looking forward to celebrating our deal tonight with some wine and perhaps a little romance with my wife." Albert's cheeks turned slightly pink.

“Take a deep breath, Mirabella, you've got this.” I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail and opened the compartment beneath the wardrobe. My fingers brushed against the familiar black fabric. I smiled. “Missed me?” I pulled out my favorite piece of clothing ever,my silent Mira suit. That suit has been on very robbery operation with me. I sniffed its familiar smell and gasped out loud like it has I toxicated me “That's the silent Mira's smell, gosh I missed it.” The moment I changed into it, something inside of me changed too. The suit always makes me feel like I have super powers whenever I'm in it.

The silence of the Moretti mansion weighed heavily than chains. Emilia sat rigid in her suite, the velvet chair beneath her no comfort at all. Her lips still tingled with the memory of his kiss from dinner—slow, deliberate, burning. She pressed her fingers against them, desperate to scrub the sensation away, but it clung to her like smoke. She had told herself it meant nothing. Just another game, another cruel reminder of his control. But her body betrayed her in the quiet. Every heartbeat drummed with the shameful truth: part of her had kissed him back.

“I equally felt something for you, but restrained myself. The kiss on the stage was as a result of bottled up emotions. I had longed to do that until that day.” Presently, Mirabel's breasts were erect, and she could not understand why. She found herself holding him tighter than usual. Nevertheless, Alfred was hard, and could feel her nipples resting on him. He kissed her deeply, and she reciprocated with a look of ecstasy on her face. “Don't stop, Alfred,” she pleaded when he was about to stop, and they carried on. Now, Alfred got up and made her to lay on his lap and face him.

Mirabel wanted to surprise him ,but he surprised her first by kissing his friend on the lips in public. "James !!!!" Mirabel shouted . James turned and saw her and he was speechless,he widened his eyes in surprise . Mirabel took angry steps towards him and slapped him,when she turned to the lady ,we held her. "It's not worth it, people are looking," Gloria told her . She calmed down. "Is there an explanation?" Mirabel asked James. What other explanation does she want,he's cheating on her, does she want him to spill it out.

I called in a threatening voice, and I felt him squeeze my thighs gently, causing a blush to creep up on my face. ​“Doll face.” He mimicked my tone, and I let out a huff in frustration. ​“What do you want?” My breath hitched when he leaned his face closer, our noses slightly brushing against each other’s before he peered into my eyes, completely captivating them for a few seconds. ​“I want to kiss you,” he finally breathed, his eyes flickering onto my lips, and my eyes widened a little. “So fucking bad.” ​His lips started trailing along my cheeks and onto my earlobes, causing goosebumps to rise on my body.

'Fuck. I pulled down his boxers and kissed his cock, rubbed it against my face and cheek, so soft. I looked up and he was smiling at me. I began to lick it, to make out with it. My mouth was very dry from the salt and I felt like I had a furred tongue. I put his whole cock in my mouth and aimed it toward the back of my throat, gagging, making some more saliva. He moaned and softly tousled my hair with his hands. He got a little firmer but not hard yet and so I had to hold it in my fist. I sucked and jerked gently, but he would not get fully hard. I began to lick his balls. I put them in my mouth. My chin rested on the place where his tail met his skin. The scales were slimy and hard at the s

And as devilish it would sound, I kissed him back shamelessly. "I know you can do anything to make my pain go away. It is what you have been doing since I met you for the first time. You are my angel. The one who is looking after me. The one who can not bear to see tears in my eyes. You are my life. I don't know what good deed of mine has brought you in my life. But I am glad that I have done that. Because I can't imagine my life without you, Mira Lawrence." He broke the kiss for a few minutes just to confess his love for me. Then his lips were back on my lips. And we were kissing each other like two hungry animals were feeding over meat after days of starvation.

I was on a bed with stark naked. I gasped immediately as realization struck me. "Gabriel forced himself on me" I muttered as tears streamed out of my eyes. The door opened and Gabriel walked in with a cigarette in his mouth. "Oh, you're awake" he said with a smirk. "How could you rape me!!" I screamed angrily and his smirk grew wider. "I couldn't stop myself from lusting at your body so I decided to have a taste of you and I must say, your pussy was sweet" he replied and more tears streamed out of my eyes.

“If anything, you're too good.” I let out a nervous breath that sounded almost like a giggle. “You're okay with dating a girl with about three hundred dollars in her bank account? It's going to make it a little tough for me to split the bill at the opera.” He grinned. “The guy's supposed to pay anyway on a date.” I wasn't sure if he kissed me, or if I kissed him. Either way, our lips connected just the way they were supposed to. It was the sweetest kiss I had ever had. It was love.