Love Ladybug And Cat Noir Kiss の小説・ストーリー

My eyes were closed imagining whatever he was saying. "You seem to be in wonderland. What kinks are you into baby? Calling me daddy? Or master? Or maybe sir?" He whispered kissing below my ear. My eyes shot open. "Call you master? Sir? What kinda kinks are you into?" I asked him. He chuckled "That's fair. You called me daddy before. Multiple times actually" He said smirking. "Shut up" I said laughing covering my face. The atmosphere suddenly smelled like wet dirt and I look towards my window only to find rain falling. Just fucking awesome.

He looked back up and I noticed his eyes were the perfect reflection of lust and were so dark you could mistake them for black. He wasted no time when he crushed his lips to mine and pulled me even closer as he deepened the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and run my hand from the base of his neck moving upwards. I felt him shiver and then groan as he moved me even closer. I tilted my head back when I needed some air which allowed him to nibble on my neck and his other hand to go exploring just like at the picnic. "Cole." I whispered.

Kate twists her body, kneels on her seat and hugs the headrest. “Is that true?” she asks shyly and the three other girls go wild. “Uh… y-yeah,” Terra stammers, as red-faced as Kate. “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Lor starts the chant and it picks up. Kate closes her eyes to signal her agreement, leaving it up to Terra to decide where to kiss her. Terra hesitates a great deal to the point that Kate is almost left hanging. Her brows knit a little but she keeps her eyes closed. Lor, meanwhile, holds up her smartphone to prepare to take a snap.

Gary is sitted at his swivel chair. He looks up and winks on seeing me. I smirk and walk to where he was. I drop my bag on his desk and straddle him. He pulls me into a kiss. He rests his hand on my butt as we kiss. He kiss me down to my neck as I close my eyes briefly. The door burst opens and Gary groans. I get off him to face Hazel who had a smirk on her face. "Lesley it's almost noon and I haven't had my breakfast." She archs her brows mischievously.

Lyra was shocked when Catherine’s face was suddenly an inch closer to hers. “Jealous, are we?” Catherine said with a grin and Lyra blushed. “I’ll make it up to you but first…” Catherine stopped for a while and she wanted to cover Catherine’s eyes as Catherine’s stare kept bringing her butterflies in the stomach. “Can I have a goodnight kiss?” Lyra didn’t know how Catherine had made her voice into a sexy husky one and it drove her a bit insane. It was like bringing herself to her deathbed. She fell hard

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

He growled and added, "And who is Mimi, by the way?" "My stray cat?" She said innocently and it took him a lot of restraining to not to take the gun and poured all the bullets in her head. "No pets or cats are allowed here." He said in a harsh tone as she flinched. "But you already have a Kat, here." She said, fuelling the argument further as Sebastian now felt like his brain cells exploding in his head. As he sent daggers at her through his eyes, she stopped and said, nodding, "Alright! Alright! I get it. I am not even allowed to talk here."

he says casually like he's ordering a drink, "and I'll give you a million dollars." The words hit me like a slap. A million dollars - enough to change everything. Enough for school, for Mom, for real life. But the cost... I try to leave, but his hand catches me and pulls me close. His cologne surrounds me, making my head spin. Before I can process what's happening, his lips are on mine. The kiss is expert, practiced - he knows exactly what he's doing. My traitor heart pounds against my ribs. I've never been kissed before, and some distant part of my brain understands why women talk about him, why they chase after him. His touch promises everything I've never had.

I asked hastily, unnoticed his silly statement. "A kiss will work fine." He joked when I jolted my hand away from his. "How about a slap?" He laughed, "Hey! that's rude." "If you have nothing to say but just wasting my time so let me clear that I am already sleepy." I fake my yawn in the end or else he won't let me go that easily. "Right. Then thanks will also work." He said. "Haven't I thanked you already for returning my pendant?" I questioned, raising my brow.

He unhurriedly approached the bed, I flinched a bit in nervousness. Don't be nervous at this time, Elie, you can do this. I motivated myself. He pulled me to him with the help of my waist for another kiss, my little moans are making its way out of our tongue battle which was giving me enough pleasure which is never enough. "What you did to my sweet innocent, Elina?" He asks breaking the kiss for a moment. "why? don't you like the naughty one?" I asked back as he chuckled seductively.