Harry And Hermione Kiss Novels & Stories

Maybe I'm misinterpreting what I perceive. The intense kiss between her and Harry continued even after I rubbed my eyes for the second time. How is this even possible? She didn't even bother to open her eyes to look at her office because she was so preoccupied with kissing Harry. She tried to bring him closer by clutching his hair in one hand and squeezing his hips with the other. Yes, that hurts me. I admit that I am already aware of their relationship, but it still upsets me to witness her kissing Harry right in front of me.

That piece of information has left us completely dumbfounded, and Hermione is the one who just pulled up in her high-performance automobile. She came to a stop, brought the car to a stop in front of us, and then exited the vehicle while she was wearing sunglasses and looking excessively fashionable. She only gives him a fleeting glance before moving on. “Oh my, Blake!” she began to approach him and eventually grasped his hand as she got closer to him. They started kissing each other right in front of me at that same moment, and while they were doing so, he put his hand on her cheeks. He mutters, “I miss you . . .”

Either he has no interest in going further, or he is a pure gentleman. This is what I want. And I want more. I pull myself on top of him to the point where I'm straddling his lips. His hands still don't stray, no matter how hard I accelerate the kiss. It's getting heated, until the sound of the door bursting open behind us immediately pulls me away from him, like he's a plague that if I get caught being near, I will get in serious trouble. Turning around, I see Hermione stumble through the door, her hands cupped under her mouth, filled with blood. The sight near makes me throw up, but I compose myself at the sight of blood trailing from her eyes. It makes both me and Shinee jump out of bed i

He called her name deeply, and it sent a shiver down her spine. Elsa didn't respond with words. She approached him, each step she took was filled with anxiety and desire. When she was close enough, she stood in front of him, looking straight into his eyes. "Help me forget." She whispered, and he almost didn't catch it. Harry did not waste any time for the moment he's been waiting for. He stood up from his seat, yanking Elsa by his waist until their bodies collided. He breathed heavily, his hold on her was possessive and hungry. He couldn't contain himself anymore and smashed their lips together in a hungry kiss. And it's as if something exploded around them.

She pulled away from the hug and stood in front of Harry. “Thank you.” He rolled his eyes and slipped his hands into his pocket. “Not like I have any choice,” he snorted, and Hazel hugged him. He hesitated for a while, staring at Axel with a look that instigated Do not hurt her, before wrapping his hands around her. “Go and excel,” he whispered gently and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, not taking his eyes off the burning Axel. After an extended amount of time, she pulled away from his arms and walked right back, next to Axel.

Harry finds his release and then lays down on the floor on his back trying to recover his breath. I lay down next to him and he pulls me towards him. My head resting on his chest while we both fight for air. “I love you” - Harry says and I support my weight on my elbow and I look at him. “I love you too” - I say and he kisses the tip of my nose.

Harry let go of her and once again fall to the ground. Ojaswi tried to run but he pulled her leg and made her fall hard on her face. She tried to get up, but Harry reached out for her and flipped her around. He then gripped both hands and pinned her on the ground. “Leave me…” she yelled. With a victorious smile on his face, Harry leaned closer to her. “Not until I check my fertility with you right now and right here.” “Leave…” she yelled. Harry got close to her and tried to kiss her lips but she hastily looked away. He leaned closer and closer to her. Her heart was beating out loud and she had just one name echoing on her head, “Shishir…”

She paused, moaning as she twirled around in circles. "Jackie!" Nat nudged me. "Spill. Now. It's not everyday you get to kiss The Enzo Hernandez. You must feel like a changed woman, don't you?" She winked. My brows furrowed in confusion. "Who?" I knew they were talking about the kiss at the café, but I had never heard that name in my life.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.