Ff Jungkook Kiss Novels & Stories

I look for a place to spit it out, I didn't feel like I would be able to swallow without making me sick. Jeonghan grabbed my arm and pulled me to him, before grabbing my face and pressing his lips back against mine. I gasped involuntarily due to the shock, opening my mouth. He drank the beer from my mouth, his tongue wrapping around mine as he pulled me into a deep kiss. The beer dribbled from our lips, running down our chins. The crowd roared in approval and cheered on us. Finally, Jeonghan pulled away and planted a quick peck on my wet lips before releasing me from his tight grip. I was still frozen shock, my eyes were wide and my lips were wet and red.

He was the one in control and she loved the way he took control. Kimberly pulled away when she saw that he wasn't about to, "that was," she looked at him, "as I can remember."2 Chris laughed shaking his head, "You talk as if yesterday on my wedding day we weren't making out in a restroom."7 Kimberly blushed at his words. That was the most daring thing she has ever done in her life. Make out with a just wed man and for that matter in the restroom.1 "Who followed who?" she looked at his hazel eyes.

Gabrielle could not escape the man's hold. He not only had his hand behind her neck, but he embraced her tight with his other arm. His lips crashed into hers and while in front of her colleagues, two board members, and the president of the BNC Media, Kyle kissed her without misgiving. She could feel his tongue asking for admittance, and at the simple taste of his flavor, Gabrielle gave in, parting her mouth. They kissed for not just one, but in three full seconds!

"Don't fucking do that. I'm not Derrick, I'm your longest friend. I know you more than these guys." "It's all good, bro. I'm just looking." "You're doing more than looking. You pointed out new guy to Derrick.” "You would have done the same." "Yeah cause messing with her is fun sometimes not because I'm jealous of a guy talking to her." "Relax, I'm just looking." I almost tell him about the kiss. I can't do that cause then he'll want to know when I came and why I didn't attend the meeting I told them I was attending, things I never want to talk about.

Then rested it just under her jaw, fingers curled softly along the side of her neck. The pressure was featherlight. But she didn’t move. His voice was barely audible now. > “But this one? The one who came here anyway? I’d burn every version of me for her.” Ava reached up and caught his wrist—not to stop him. Just to hold it there. No kiss. Not yet. But the heat between them thrummed like a second heartbeat. They stayed like that. One breath. Two. Three. Then Vin’s voice crackled over the comm.

Jang mi bit into my neck, clutching my tits, feeding them to her lover – my lover. Kim swirled his wet, pink tongue around first one engorged bud and then the other, painting my pebbly aureoles. I quivered with delight, Jang mi licking and kissing and biting my neck, squeezing my breasts, Kim tonguing my nipples, the three of us hanging out there for the whole wide rain-drenched world to see. Kim Jung Suk sealed his lips around one of my nipples and sucked on it, and I went wetter yet. He tugged my charged-up bud even harder and higher, his hot breath flooding my chest.

“You’re gonna make me crash my bike tomorrow.” “Promises, promises,” I whispered, sucking a bruise over his heartbeat. “Maybe I want you reckless.” Smirking, I place my lips on a spot right above the waistband I've been holding. Trailing my tongue up and down a little line of hair that disappeared into his jeans, I popped open the top button with my thumb. Running my hands around the waistband, I make it to the sides. Putting the zipper in-between my teeth, I tug it down slowly while keeping his eyes locked to mine.

He kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.

When I left the room, it finally hit me that a three-year relationship was over. "Wow, you've got a pretty firm grip," the young guy said, his soft voice snapping me back to reality. I realized I had dragged him halfway down the hallway. I quickly let go and apologized, preparing to leave, but he grabbed my arm. However, he held onto me. "You can't just kiss a guy like that and leave. You owe me now." Suddenly, the autumn air felt much hotter than it should have. His stare was so intense, it felt like he was undressing me with his eyes. I could not help but wonder if he was planning to use this incident to leech off me.

On the day, male and female Slayers exchanged hand-drawn greeting cards, Siam tulips (Artic parrayas in the case of the North) and chocolates. “Kokuhaku… my God.” Aki blushed and covered her mouth because she didn’t want to smile in embarrassment and unintentionally offend Sasha. Temujin also squirmed where he sat because he had never experienced making a romantic proposal, obviously because there were very few opportunities in the mines. He could only imagine how nervous Sasha must’ve felt putting his ego in the line like that, vulnerable to being crushed by a rejection. “Exactly,” Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking. “I also had to learn how to make honmei choco.”