Novel & Cerita Howl Sophie Kiss

Randall whispered when she participated. His rough palm found her breast, caressing it while his thumb traced slow circles around her pink nipples. "Mmm..." She hummed when a wave of sensation hit her from his gentle assault on her lips and nipples. His kiss was intense. Dominating. Needy. Passionate. It was almost as if he was desperately trying to send a message through his kiss. A message that bore deep-rooted feelings that he'd been fighting for so long. It was like something she'd never felt from him before.

she whispered again, feeling warmth spread through her body. Dante looked into her eyes, before he could say another word, Sophia acted on impulse. She couldn’t hold back any longer. Her emotions, her desires, everything she had been bottling up for so long came crashing down all at once. With a soft gasp, she reached forward, cupping his face in her hands, and pressed her lips against his. It wasn’t a hesitant kiss, nor was it rushed. It was deep, full of longing, a kiss that spoke all the words she couldn’t say out loud.

“Then why are you here?” “Because when I kissed you, I felt something.” She closed her eyes. “I felt it too.” Another pause. Then— “I hate you for it,” she whispered. “I hate myself more.” And then it happened again. Another kiss. But this time—slower. Angrier. Wetter. Their mouths collided like grief meeting hunger. He gripped her waist like she was an anchor. She kissed him like he was a mistake she wanted to make again. But she stopped first.

"So I have the rights to take control over the kiss" I blink and my body froze. "W-What?!" "You read the contract so you must aware with the footnote 'every night' darling" My lips parted in disbelief realizing what he said. The footnote 'every night' means 'before midnight' and it's already passed midnight. What the hell?! "Do you remember it now?" I felt him smirk. "Yeah..." my voice drop. "Good. But first thing first, Little. I think I need to give you a short demonstration what a real kiss is really like"

After a while, she stopped crying and Willow made her sit. “First of all,” Willow scrunched her nose and took a step back, eyeing her. “You stink.” She deadpanned. Sophie rolled her eyes as she leaned into the couch even more. “You were hugging me just now,” she pointed out. "And you are really lucky that I love you so much to allow it.” Willow eyed her, still frowning. “Aww, you love me?” Sophie pouted. Harper cracked a small smile at the banter.

It seemed like she was waiting for something or someone. Ace Denzell came up from behind and blew into her ear, causing two or three strands of her hair to touch her cheeks. "Hey Wolfie," he said, then kissed the tip of her earlobe. But she angrily pushed him away in response. He looked at his lover with a hurt expression. When he asked her what happened, she quickly took out her knife and put it on his throat.

Before anyone could respond, someone yelled from the far hall. “Shiloh?!” Sophie barreled toward us, half-braided hair flying, leather pants, wide smile. She skidded to a stop, took one look at the hunters, and, because she was Sophie, grinned wider. “Harris, you old menace,” she said. “Still alive.” “Somebody has to keep you idiots in line,” he muttered. She hugged him, Kofi, Ryder, awkwardly patting his back while he stood stiff as a post, and then turned her full attention to Jo and the baby.

Sophie's hands flew to my head, fingers tangling in my hair as she held me right where she needed me—pressed firmly against her clit. 'Right there,' she whispered breathlessly, her voice husky with desperation. Her other hand snaked down to her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingers. I sucked harder, my lips sealing around her clit as my tongue flicked relentlessly. Fast, then slow, building the pressure until her moans echoed off the walls, blending with Professor Hayes's guttural groans behind me.

“Elena.” The kiss happened fast. Elena cupped the back of her neck and pulled her in, mouth hot and demanding. No hesitation. Sophie tasted coffee and mint on her tongue. The lab coat rustled as Elena pressed her back against the edge of the bench, hands sliding under the hoodie to grip bare skin at her waist. “You’ve been staring at me all semester,” Elena said against her lips, nipping the lower one. “Don’t pretend this is one-sided.” “I wasn’t—” Sophie gasped as Elena’s hand slid up to cup her breast through her bra, thumb brushing the nipple. “Fuck.”

He lifted his head to reach my lips. “This is his hybrid taste!” A soft growl escaped between kisses, “I will give you much more... My Luna!” The word “Luna” brought clarity to my mind. I stopped our kiss by abruptly pulling him away and slapping his face. With my hand over her red face, I noticed the intrigue reflected in her gaze. “My name is Sophie!” I declared, clenching my fists and causing laughter in response. “What's so funny?” I questioned myself as I pushed him away and got up to search for my clothes in the room. However, Harvey firmly held my wrist, pulling me back to sit on his lap and wrapping his arms around my waist.