Hermione Kisses Novels & Stories

Omni's POV "Marcus." Hermia purred, swinging her waist as she catwalked, stopping in front of me. She slipped her arms around me, locking our lips in a hot kiss. I grinned, holding her waist firm. Hermia was one of my favourite sluts and I was glad she knew what I wanted. "You…. I've missed you." She whined, taking a hold of my dick as she fondled my dick cap. I groaned, grabbing her hair.

While running through the hallway, I felt a hand yank me from behind and threw me into a room as my back slammed into the walls and the door slammed shut. “I told you not to fucking move,” My breath caught, but it was Nikolaus. Eyes filled with rage but several hints of worry and relief that he found me. “Oh, it’s you…” I met his eyes,cold, furious, scanning me for wounds. He paused at my lips. His jaw clenched. “You kissed someone.” That didn’t sound like a question at all, more like an acknowledgment. The sudden drop in his voice made me swallow the lump on my throat. My lipstick must have smeared after the kiss. Shit.

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.

"You two… have known each other for a long time, haven't you?" Her tone was questioning, but her eyes—sharp like a hawk's—made it clear that she already knew the answer. Her gaze was so piercing that it made my skin crawl. After a moment of tense silence, I forced an awkward smile and pulled her aside. "Eleanor, I…" She took out her phone and showed me a photo. "Ivy, I came across something recently." I leaned in and saw it—a record of me purchasing contraceptive pills online. The quantity was significant, enough to last two or three years.

Rubies in Rosla are really important and it meant for— "Hemilia, are you willing to be the Queen of Rosla along with me?" He breathed in front of my face, the scent of mint was visible. I gasped in surprise. "Rhyker—" He cut me off as he smashed his lips against mine, kissing me deeply. "I won't take a no from you because last night proved that you accepted to be with me, forever." He declared, as a matter of fact, I remembered his statement that was pushing me over the edge.

Nothing wrong with watching them as well. The hero heroine seemed to be greatly in love with each other. They were having an argument when the hero pulled the heroine into him and both kissed. A flashback came into my mind. He even took my first kiss from me without my permission. Why is everything happening to me? Mansoor, why can’t you just get I love you but not like this. I will lose my most favorite person like this. I turned off the t and laid back on my bed but didn’t close my eyes this time for I don’t see his scary eyes again. I turned over and grabbed my phone to divert my mind.

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

Typically, it's the Luna's parents who do it, but since they're both gone, Dusk and Rubeus stepped in. Her hair, with those slightly damp ends, adds an extra touch of allure to her already breathtaking appearance. I can see her perky nipples peeking through the dress and all I want to do is suck them into my mouth. Then, lick my way all the down to that wet, juicy- I shake off the thoughts in my head, trying to refocus on the ceremony. Her scent is sweeter today, much more tempting. I close my eyes and take in more of it, my entire body humming with need.

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.

She had a bored look on her face, her usual expression, but her eyes were like predators. She walked slowly to me, grabbed the lapels of my shirt, and drew my face toward her. “Hello, as*h*le.” She hissed. To a bystander, it looked like we were kissing, but I knew better. She was p*ssed at me for making her wait and for ignoring her. I swallowed hard and turned my head sideways to escape her wrath. But that was a wrong move because when my gaze swept over the lobby, it locked with the one person I did not want to see at that moment. Gwen.