Hermione Kissing Harry Mga Nobela at Kwento

Elijah 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 if we're both waiting for the other to deny it or bring some sense back into the situation, because this is... complete madness.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

There are two sides to every story, but everyone only listens to the heroines. Maybe that’s why I hated fairy tales growing up. My name is Ava Prescott. I’m the girl everyone loves to hate but secretly wants to be. I was from one of the richest families in Rivers City, captain of the cheer team, spoiled, popular, influential, worshipped, and dating the captain of our school hockey team, well, until the so-called heroine snatched my man and made me the butt of everyone’s joke. Well, it's not too late for me. I am Ava Prescott. I never lose. Maybe that’s why when Zane, captain of our sworn rival hockey team, dangled a juicy bait in front of me, I was quick to bite. How better to get back at my

He felt as if he was back in the past, when they were still deeply in love, indulging in their sweet time together. Suddenly, Harry felt a sharp pain on his lips and tasted blood in his mouth. She had bitten his lips! Harry did not stop the kiss. Even though they both tasted blood in the kiss, his kiss became rougher, urgent, and needy for her. By the end of this unending kiss, Summer raised her hand, wanting to slap him again. Harry reacted quickly, grabbing her hand in his. "Do you think I'd let you hit me a second time?"

Harry stared at her with a puzzled look. "I....I.... please,Harry kiss me" she didn't know when she begged for it again yet,he didn't make a move. Sensing that he wouldn't make any move,she crashed her lips on his,he kissed her back slowly. The first touch of her lips was slow and drugging but it quickly escalated to a firm and urgent possession. She felt the swipe of his tongue and then the bite of his teeth against her lips. He made a guttural sound into her mouth which could be interpreted as bliss,his kiss turned completely fierce, it contained a ferocious and hungry passion and she felt a lurch of pure,physical excitement.