Dora And Diego Kissing Novels & Stories

She frowns sitting on the couch with her legs and arms crossed "Dario baby how are you," some girl says in Spanish. She walks over to us and Dario stands up and walks toward her. The two girls that were on his lap scatter away like roaches Dario grins and grabs the girl's waist bringing her closer to him. He whispers something in her ear and she giggles. He says something again and this time she nods to the hallway. He grins and then he plants a kiss on her neck. Oh God can they get a fucking room

I repeat, trying to draw a line between us as he grows dangerously close. For a moment, neither Diego nor I speak as we stare into each other’s very souls, and before I can even process what is happening, his hand is sliding along my cheek and into my hair. And as his fingers twist into my hair, the distance between us is disappearing, and our lips are colliding. Eyes widening, I don’t move as Diego’s tongue juts out and presses against my closed lips, parting them so that our tongues can meet and begin to dance.

“I swear on my life that I will never do anything to intentionally cause you pain ever again.” Tears finally spill over, but Kol is grinning anyway. “At least not on purpose,” he says with a light chuckle. “What happens if you accidentally check me into the boards or something?” “I won't even let that happen,” Diego says with absolute conviction before cracking a smile. “I have world-class coordination, remember?” “I’ve noticed,” Kol says, his tone turning warm and suggestive. Diego can’t maintain the distance any longer. He slides out of his seat and moves to Kol’s side of the booth, taking Kol’s face in his hands. He traces the line of his jaw with his thumbs before leaning in to kiss him.

Diego said he wasn't a fan of romantic movies but I had to persuade him to watch one. When it got to the kissing scene of the movie, Diego definitely didn't let the couples oppress us because we entered our own era, kissing and sucking each other's lips. I raised myself from the couch and positioned my body over Diego's, straddling him with my legs spread wide, my weight evenly distributed on his thighs. My tits were dancing over as Diego grabbed my thighs so sensually. We kissed and made out so well. Spending time with Diego was definitely worth every second.

She returned the kiss with the same intensity, feeling his hands on her face and his body pressed against hers. They kissed for a few minutes, exploring each other's mouths, and when they finally broke apart, they were breathless and with a smile on their lips. Diego looked into Ana's eyes and said: "I love you, Ana. More than anything in this life". And Ana replied: "I love you too, Diego. And I want to be with you forever". And so, they sealed their union with one more kiss, knowing they were ready to face together whatever challenges the future might bring.

I melted against him, moaning in pleasure, everything forgotten as that moment, it was just him and I. We broke from the kiss, both breathless but our bodies were ignited with the primal desire for each other. Diego stared deeply at me, his eyes holding a glint of dark desire as he rid my body of the hospital gown. He dipped his head, and kissed my shoulder blade, trailing up to my neck and chin. My fingers tangled in his hair as I arched my back and threw my head backward, moaning. I was wet down there already and I could give anything for him to take me right away.

Diego commands, stripping quickly out of his clothes as we discard our robes and bras. Taking my hand gently, Diego leads me toward our bedroom, Kare right behind us. By the time we reach the bed, I’m already wet and trembling with anticipation. Diego carefully helps me lie back against soft pillows, kissing me softly again before turning to Kare, who eagerly climbs onto the bed beside us. He gently trails kisses down my neck, lingering on my matemark, making me shiver as Kare strokes my hair lovingly. “Are you ready, baby?” Diego whispers, his voice thick with emotion.

"The world sees you with her." "Let the world see what they want," Diego hissed, his thumb brushing away a tear on Hazel’s cheek with a movement that seemed to marvel at its own gentleness. "I only see you." And then, before logic or pride could take a side, it happened. Diego closed the final gap. His lips touched hers.

Suddenly, a little girl with dark, flowing hair skips down the aisle, her small hands carefully cradling a cream-colored pillow adorned with two golden, gleaming rings. Diego places the ring onto my finger, its weight foreign and heavy. I mimic the action, sliding a matching ring onto his finger. It becomes a tangible symbol of a forced alliance, a reminder that Viktor can never have me as long as he possesses all of me. Diego's fingers slowly lift the veil, revealing my face to him. As he leans in, there's an intensity in his gaze that communicates a possessive hunger. The kiss begins with a deliberate and firm press of his lips against mine, claiming them with an undeniable fervor. His arm

She kissed him passionately, as if her life depended on it. Diego didn't disappoint, reciprocating with a hard kiss. Thrusting deep, she tangled her fingers in his messy black hair. Moaning without breaking the kiss, she welcomed his deep and forceful thrusts, craving the more. Diego groaned in pleasure, savoring every inch of her. Her warmth and tightness welcomed him with each thrust. She climaxed quickly, collapsing onto the bed, breathing heavily. As she regained her composure, she opened her eyes to find Diego staring at her, a playful smile on his lips...