Leaning In To Kiss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he breathes, and I hate that his voice this close, this low, does something to my pulse that has nothing to do with fear. We crouch there in the dark, his chest against my back, his hand still resting at my hip like he's forgotten to remove it, or maybe he hasn't forgotten at all. I can feel every breath he takes. I try very hard not to think about that. The door creaks open. Light spills across the floor below us. “Hello?” A voice.... Coach Ellery, from the sound of it. Footsteps echo across the rink floor, unhurried, searching. “Anyone in here? I thought I heard something.”

​“O...okay, but promise me that...” ​“Screw it,” I heard Draven say before he grabbed my cheeks and leaned into a rough kiss, covering my lips with his as he pressed my body against the wall. I grabbed his shirt and was about to pull away when he bit my bottom lip so hard I gasped in pain. Draven, being Draven, used this chance to slip his tongue inside and press his body against mine. I tried my best not to give in and break down on the floor.

I tease, leaning in. “No, you’re not. I’m gonna blow you away with my news.” I chuckled softly, my breath warm against her skin as I leaned in, my lips barely touching hers at first—tentative, savoring the moment. Then, slowly, deliberately, I deepened the kiss, pressing closer, hungry for every inch of her. Her lips were soft and inviting, and the faintest taste of something sweet and intoxicating lingered there, pulling me in deeper.

With a tender yet longing touch, Lyall's lips met Leanda's, initiating a kiss that seemed to ignite a spark within them. Their lips moved in perfect harmony, each touch conveying a mixture of passion, desire, and a hint of longing. Time seemed to stand still as they explored the depths of their emotions through this simple act of intimacy. Leanda's senses were overwhelmed with the taste of Lyall, his scent enveloping her, and the warmth of his embrace.

Ashton leaned in slowly, savoring the anticipation of our kiss, wanting every moment to be perfect. Our lips met, and time seemed to slow down around us. The world faded away, leaving only the intoxicating sensation of our connection. Ashton's kiss was a revelation, a gentle exploration of passion and devotion. He poured all his love into it, conveying the depth of his feelings without saying a word. My heart fluttered like a thousand butterflies, and I surrendered myself completely to the embrace of his lips. I felt the warmth of his love radiating through the touch of our mouths. Our breaths danced in harmony, and every nerve in my body tingled with delight.

The kiss landed softly at first it was warm and careful, But the moment Klein responded, something deeper ignited between them. His lips pressed harder against hers, lingering hungrily while his fingers tightened around her waist possessively. Ria’s breathing trembled against his mouth as she moan slowly… Klein tilted his head slightly, deepening the kiss as though he had been starving for it. The outside world faded completely. Only the sound of their breathing remained. The warmth of their bodies and the slow, intoxicating movement of their lips. Klein’s tongue brushed softly against hers, pulling a quiet moan from deep within her throat.

I leaned closer to him, pressing my breast against him, meeting his gaze, not daring to look away. "Kiss me?" I asked seductively. Without hesitation, he leaned forward, claiming my lips. As I leaned in close to him, the shirt I wore exposed my thigh, causing him to lose his self-restraint. Our tongues engaged in a fierce battle to dominate, leaving us both out of breath, with my teary eyes and his sudden hunger.

“Kiss me” Leila whispered the second time and that was all it took for Gavin to lean forward and take her mouth in his. The kiss was different, she could smell the mint and oud in his clothes, she moved closer so her fingers could brush his hair and he cupped her cheeks in his hand. This kiss was based on an approval from both of them in their normal state of mind, it was not influenced by anything or any kind of alcohol. It was strictly what they both wanted and Leila took her time exploring his mouth with her tongue, her lips and everything in her.

But just as her hand touched the handle, Kenny grabbed her wrist gently and pulled her back. Her whole body froze, her eyes widened, and she looked at him, unsure of what he was doing. Her heart was beating so loudly she could almost hear it. Kenny was still looking into her eyes, this time more deeply, as if trying to read everything she wasn’t saying. Then he spoke softly. “Be careful, Natasha,” he said. She nodded slowly, not sure if her voice would even come out if she tried to speak. Then, before she could move, Kenny leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

I was even more surprised when she got up and stood in front of me before leaning over to kiss me. This time, I kept my hands on my lap. I don’t want her to pull away from me. She leans her body in more and then moves her hands to my shoulders. After that, I couldn’t help it anymore, I need to touch her. I move my hands to her hips and lean into her kiss. When I slightly tighten my grip I heard the little gasp from her lips. I decided to take a chance and deepen the kiss.