Novel & Cerita Harry And Hermione Kiss

Helena It takes me a moment to realize what's happening because I can feel Harry's soft lips and his intoxicating scent so close that it's... indescribable. I'd imagined this moment for so long that now that it's actually happening, it feels impossible to believe. Harry is kissing me! After a few seconds, Harry breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes. Neither of us says anything, as though we're both waiting for the other to deny it or bring some sense back to the situation because it's... complete madness.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

They were all I could imagine. With my eyes closed, I deepened the kiss. Harry moaned softly in my mouth and responded by placing me on his thighs. I sat on his lap with my face glued to his. Harry’s hands were on my waist as he kissed me softly. Our kiss was soft and very expressive. It was the first time I had been kissed passionately by any man. I hated to imagine how it felt with Gerald. With Harry, I felt loved even when I knew our relationship had no definition yet.

There was no sound save from the sound of the music, echoing faintly from the party scene which was barely heard. They stared at each other amid the darkness, the sound of their heart thump-thump as their emotions arose rapidly, then George held her face and kissed her passionately. “I love you very much, Nasha. I have been thinking about you for the past few days. Please, be my girlfriend, I promise to protect you!” A sonorous voice cried out. She hastily unlocked her lips from his’ as if she was being stung by a bee then said, “I’m afraid, I don’t think that I can do this. I just can’t…”

She resists still, just enough to make it exciting. — Tell me to leave, I murmur in her ear. She opens her mouth, hesitates. Her gaze gets lost in Noah's. I sense her hesitation cracking. It would take so little. LOUISE My head screams to refuse. To push them away. But my lips remain closed. Noah kisses me then, and this time, I don't push him back. His kiss is slow, possessive. His fingers entwine in my hair and a shiver runs through me. Orion tightens his grip on my waist, his warmth invading my skin.

she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m yours,” I replied, leaning down to kiss her again. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and consuming with every second. Scarlett’s hands slid down, finding the towel tied around my waist, loosening it effortlessly. I let it fall away, my focus entirely on her as my fingers moved to the straps of her lingerie.

It felt like a promise, a secret shared just between us. “I’ll text you the moment I get home,” I promised, my words a husky vow. Acting on an impulse I didn't try to curb, I stepped forward and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. I held it a second too long, breathing in the sweet, comforting scent of her vanilla shampoo. I felt her still beneath my touch, her breath catching in her throat. She wasn't just holding still; she was holding her breath, as frozen in the moment as I was.

Ron was watching with keen interest, never having seen two girls kiss before. The sight was most erotic, and to his surprise, he could feel another noticeable jolt to his groin, and his cock throb beneath the tight sleeve. Hilda tugged Shannon's head over closer to Ron as she broke their kiss, and guided her to the lemon wedge still held tightly between his teeth. Shannon, her body tingling from the vibrating egg as well as the sensual kiss from Hilda, tried to maximize her body contact as she licked and sucked the lemon juice from Ron's mouth and chin, but Hilda held her firm and too quickly pulled her back to sit back against her bound hands on the couch next to Ron.