Coming From The Lips Of An Angel Mga Nobela at Kwento

A huge smile engulfed his face as he leaped to his feet and dived into her open arms. “Where have you been?” Michael signed with so much brio. “I’ve been out,” Rebecca signed back. “Why then do you look so dirty?” He signed, furrowing his brows in confusion. “And what are those?” he signed, pointing to the dark patches on her face and wrists. “It’s nothing,” She signed back. Brianna who was still eating ravenously looked up and saw Rebecca’s face. She widened her eyes, dropping the plastic spoon she was eating with.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

His tongue danced around hers, and his hand wandered down to her back. He would have squeezed her ass if KJ and Camilla didn’t clear their throat. Tearing his lips away from Angel, he tried to catch his breath. Her lips were bruised from his kiss. She touched her lips, and he brought her fingertips to his, so she could feel her effect on him. The priest was gone. The choir had stopped singing but they hadn’t noticed.

“I can sense your arousal, little angel?” She opens her lips, but no words come out as her eyes focus on my lips. I gaze down at her glistening lips with a groan and lean close until our lips are nearly touching. “Do you want a taste of me, luv? Do you want this demon to ravish your sweet angelic body?”

I tangled my fingers in his hair and he groaned sticking out his tongue inside me. "Fuck," I moaned. He put a finger inside me and fingered me. I could feel I was close to releasing my juices all over him. "Please..." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point. He added a second finger and I gasped. "Faster Theo," I moaned. I felt myself clench around his fingers. "Theodore..." I moaned. "Yes tesoro," he said, "Cum for me." (Tesoro: treasure)

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"

"I am deeply and truly sorry, angel. Please find it in your heart to forgive me." His fingers lightly slid up her arm to the tiny sleeve of her nightwear and he slowly pulled the sleeve off her shoulder, replacing his fingers with his lips and she almost hissed in pleasure. "Greg..." She tried to speak but it only came out as a weak whisper. "Greg I..." She stiffened and felt him freeze behind her as they were interrupted by Cameron's loud wail.

Angelic sits on me, resting her head on my chest, inhaling my fragrance. -"You have a divine aroma," she exclaims passionately. This woman can take me from heaven to hell with five words. -"just like you" I murmur remembering your smell, your aroma, your perfume that exudes in every part of your body, leaving me intoxicated. Angelic lifts her face, and I can capture something less pure in her gaze. She brings her lips closer to my mouth, and slowly pulls my lower lip into her mouth, sucking deeply. Oh shit! I feel her effects on the crown of my cock. Her lips move to the side of my face, my chin, passing over my stubble, stimulating her senses.

Whispering, I leaned to her ear, “I have something really important to tell you, Angel. First, Ace is talking about eliminating me, but he won't be killing me. So I don't know what he really means.” I paused and waited for her response, but it was the most pissing ever. “Really!” She outed, amidst a chuckle. “That's all? That’s why you hopped all the way here?” As she said that, she imitated the hop by jumping up and down on her bum, on the chair. “Angel!” I scorned in a low-pitched voice. “No, that's not all.” I muttered. “Good! Then tell me,” she responded, still in her jovial mood.

he whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness I hadn't heard before. A blush crept up my cheeks as I averted my gaze, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "Thank you," I managed to say, my voice barely a whisper. Before I could gather my thoughts, Angel closed the distance between us, his lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, filled with unspoken emotions and a deep gratitude for the love we shared. In that moment, all doubts and worries melted away, leaving only the raw connection between us.