Kiss And Makeup Blackpink Novels & Stories

With the rain in the background, this seemed like the perfect time to allow Andre to be in her depths. He puckered her lips, as she laid on the soft pillow. He couldn't wait to devour her. Leaning in for another kiss, she let her hand wrap around his neck. Andre pressed his huge bulge on the front of her panties. She wore a dress and it had hiked up. She could feel how iron rigid his member was. It gave her immense pleasure thinking about how he would stretch her out leaving absolutely no space to breath. He would unmercifully clog her until she gives in. Andre was the best love maker.

Mike POV I am at home when my phone buzzes on the kitchen counter. I don’t rush for it. I Just keep rinsing out the coffee mug in my hand, the one Bianca used this morning. Her lipstick stain is still on the mouth of the glass. She stepped out. Out to catch some fun with the girls she says. Friends I have never met and she also doesn’t want me to. Because in quote “she wants me all to herself” The phone buzzes again.

Soon, yells could be heard and I turned, curious to see my favorite celebrities climbing on board. Neither of them seemed to have their private bodyguards with them because Lunar Venus' authority had already gotten to work and blocked the students from getting too close to them. First of all, there were the famous Blackpink Girls, all the way from Korea. Lisa, Jennie, Rose, and Ji-soo all waved happily to their fans as their names were being chanted repeatedly. They even moved together in groups, holding one another's hands as they exchanged smiles, probably happy to be granted another opportunity to perform together, since they disbanded, to all go on their separate journeys.

I headed to my closet to get my clothes and after it, I get inside the comfort room. I played my current favorite music from a new K-pop group. The title is Black Mamba by the newest girl group of SM Entertainment, Aespa. The song has strong beats that can lift your mood. I really love this song because it is fierce and energetic even the dance choreography. I began taking a bath because for sure, my friends will be here in a few… ~*~ After 40 minutes, I already finished taking a bath, doing my makeup, and fixing my outfit. I am now all set. A while later, my sister knocks on the door and get inside our house.

Slipping on a black body con dress, and black flats with no makeup, I lock my room door and head out front where he’s waiting. “What took you so long, babe?” he asks, kissing my cheek faintly. His eyes returned to his phone, back to what he’s watching. “I’m so sorry.” “It’s fine. Go on ahead, I’ll be with you shortly.” I catch a glimpse of what he’s watching on his phone. It’s a Tiktok video of a girl shaking her ass. She’s wearing only a thong. I suppress my questions, strutting towards the SUV where Nate stands now, leans against it. He beams as I approach, and my entire world stands at a spot.

Like it was exactly where she was supposed to be. He kissed her. Not for cameras. Not for a narrative. Not for anyone or anything except the two of them at a window in Singapore with the truth out in the world and thirty years of other people's careful planning finally at rest around them. When they pulled back she was aware of the room. Of Priya very deliberately looking at her laptop. Of Adaeze very deliberately looking at her phone. Of Grace at the table with Catherine. Grace was looking at them. Not with the watchful assessment she brought to everything.

I was returning to my room to get dressed for the party as I had early gone out to ensure that the safety of everyone present, was prioritized. My jaw was left hanging as soon as I opened the door to see kyle exquisitely beautiful in a black short dress she had on. Her makeup was as naturally beautiful that the only thing noticeable about it was her glossy sweet pink lips. Or maybe that is the only thing I chose to see. Her lips were looking so sumptuous, so kissable. “Your highness," the voice of the makeup artiste, who had her head bowed along with the other maids with her, brought back my senses as I tried to quickly compose myself in their presence.

“You’re gonna make me crash my bike tomorrow.” “Promises, promises,” I whispered, sucking a bruise over his heartbeat. “Maybe I want you reckless.” Smirking, I place my lips on a spot right above the waistband I've been holding. Trailing my tongue up and down a little line of hair that disappeared into his jeans, I popped open the top button with my thumb. Running my hands around the waistband, I make it to the sides. Putting the zipper in-between my teeth, I tug it down slowly while keeping his eyes locked to mine.

He could probably sleep through a storm or tornado. I quickly applied face powder and blush. His face twitched when I was applying the powder, but he still didn't wake up. Lastly, I took up my pink lipstick and slowly place it on his lips. When I was done, I stood and looked at my work. I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing. Tyler came over my shoulder and started to laugh instantly. I spun around quickly and slap my hand over his mouth. "Shhh." I said.

the pastor turns toward Bastian, who stands nervously behind Gabe as the best man. Bastian pulls a small box out of his pocket and hands it to Gabe. He opens the box in front of me and removes a beautiful silver ring with a single-set diamond in the middle. As he slips it on my finger, I lean toward him, wanting so badly to kiss him right there. I stop myself, though. It’s not time yet. The best kiss of my life is coming and I have to be patient. Once the ring is on, the pastor turns to me. “Harper, repeat after me.”