Novel & Cerita Loud House Kisses

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

Hoping we can be friends " Louise said enthusiastically as he vowed his head as gentleman. Girls keep screamed of love and kept stared at how handsome he was. While Loki stunned, her fingers unexpectedly pointed at him. "what are you doing, Loki? " Polly asked "He was the blonde haired man I met yesterday" Loki gave a cold stare at Louise. Louise looked at Loki to her place and smiled sparkly, he waved his hand and went to her direction “ I didn’t know you will be my classmate, Darling” Louise smirked “Its been a while, darling that we met again. I guess we are destined to be together “ and he suddenly held her two hands and kissed her hand as he gave an prince impression towards her.

Luke smiled as he picked me up by my waist with one arm, pulled me into his house, and shut the door behind us. As he pinned me against the door, he lowered his lips to mine, gently, yet firmly, kissing me until I opened my mouth so our tongues could caress one another. His mouth tasted like hot cinnamon, awaking my senses, while his peppermint and chamomile scent calmed my nerves. I draped my arms over his shoulders as he pulled me into him, holding me tightly in place as his member grew against me.

Tonight, the bed was anything but tranquil. I kissed him, hard and fast as he entered the bedroom. He let my feet go to the floor as he took me in his arms, fisting his hand into my hair and making sure that I couldn't escape his lips. His kiss sent a bolt of hunger through me so strong, I wasn't sure I could survive it.

He led Lucia into the bedroom and shut the door close with his leg. Their lips met each other and the sparks that had mellowed down ignited again. Lucia could feel Hugh's soft lips against hers. His kisses were all taking like he was drawing something out of her and she would freely give. Lucia could feel the soft tickle of his breath and fingers combing through her hair as they kissed.

Loui whispered softly as he brought his face closer to Malia. Loui's pair of jet black eyes stared intently at Malia. The corners of his lips lifted again as he was about to land a warm kiss on Malia's forehead. But in the next split second Loui gave up. I don't know where to get the urge, or is it just a man's instinct Lou changed his goal. Like a slow motion scene in a movie, Loui kissed Malia's cherry lips softly for a few seconds, then rushed back to the sofa on the other side.

His eyes locked onto Luna Mara's, and he smiled, his lips curling up in a gentle, tender smile. As he leaned in, his lips brushed against hers in a soft, sweet kiss. The touch sent shivers down Luna Mara's spine, her heart fluttering in response. She melted into his embrace, her arms wrapping around him, holding him close as they savored the moment. The kiss deepened, their love and connection palpable in the air. It was a moment of pure intimacy, a declaration of their devotion to each other. Henry's lips traced the curves of Luna Mara's mouth, his touch igniting a fire that burned bright and true.

Stared deeply into his eyes. That brownish hazel orbs that I had come to love so much over the years. Brown locks of hair so soft, I could touch them each and every moment of the day. Pouty lips that I greedily captured in a kiss. Harland kissed me back with equal fever. Deepened the kiss. His tongue lapped at my teeth. My tongue. Anywhere he wanted. Until he paused. Pulled away abruptly. A bolt of lightning rained down my spine. "Who the fuck did you kiss?"

You did so l have to make you understand that l don't need liars. With that l sealed her lips with mine. Her lips taste like honey was smeared on them and they are lilac soft. I deepened the kiss under her widely open eyes. After some time she kissed me back. She doesn't know how to kiss. Am sure this is her first kiss. Later she wanted me to release her but l kissed her more fiercely while my hand trolled at her back. She moaned. A beautiful small moan at that.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.