Romans & histoires Macgyver And Riley Kiss

“Still, I don’t want to stay here alone. I just don’t feel comfortable, and I need some company.” ​“Get along with the guys then, they’re—” ​“As in, with people I like,” I grumbled, and he raised a brow before letting out a huff in defeat. ​“Fine, maybe I can bring that Riley friend of yours or something for a few days.” He scratched the side of his jawline, and I looked at him in confusion. ​“Riley? I don’t have a friend called Riley…” ​“Yeah, you do. We met her on the day you ran away, remember?” he emphasized, and I rolled my eyes. “Was her name Riley… or…” he trailed away, repeatedly snapping his fingers, his face knotted in confusion, and I narrowed my eyes at him.

My pussy is still pulsing, aching for more. Riley lives in a small but nice apartment complex nearby. The second the door closes behind us, she spins me around and pins me against it. “No more games,” she growls, crashing her mouth into mine. This kiss is feral. Hungry. All teeth and tongue. Her hands roam greedily — squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples through my sports bra until I whimper into her mouth. She shoves one thigh between my legs again and I grind against it shamelessly.

She was crying now, trying to hide it. I kissed her. “I love you,” I said. “Then come back to me,” she said, voice cracking. I turned and walked into the cold morning air. Every step felt heavier than the last. The train station was at the edge of the village. It looked like both freedom and danger. I didn’t look back. Five hours later, the train pulled in with a loud hiss and the sound of steam. I stepped out onto the platform and looked up. There it was.

No, I can't give up Amelia. I arrive at Marissa's workplace, and at this hour, they are about to close. It's six o'clock. But to my surprise, the door is closed but not locked. Where did she go home? So, who is here? I push the door gently and enter. I don't see anyone! But strange noises catch my attention: like moans... What? Who could be making love here? I move forward again and... I freeze in the middle of the path as my eyes fall on something unusual: my best friend and... my fiancée, kissing each other. I am so stunned that no sound comes out of my mouth. Instead, my mouth is wide open in astonishment. I continue to watch, unable to believe it. I hear their conversation:

Raffaele followed her. “It was a misunderstanding. She's fine now.” Maddie glared at him before trying to open the door. The ‘now’ was not so reassuring. The door, of course, was locked. “Can you open it?” Maddie was more than impatient and was already tapping her foot on the carpeted floor. “Sure. Just a minute,” Raffaele said and pulled a set of keys from his pocket. Before putting the key in the lock, he leaned over and took a sniff near Maddie 's neck, before planting a kiss on her cheek.

“You’re weak!” McKenzie argues as she dusts off the grand piano. “You two kissed, he admitted to you he’s a little obsessed with sex, and you freaked out and left?” “Yes! McKenzie!” I argue while I try scrubbing the toilet in this tiny spare bathroom. “We kissed and I left him. And he admitted to me about the sex thing before we kissed. Why does it matter?” Her scoff echoes through the living room. “When’s the last time you had a dick in you?”

I lost myself in his kiss. “You’ll get the only copy,” he whispered. “This is ours and ours alone. No one can ever take this from us. This is our secret, one only we share.” His breath tickled my ear and made a heat surge between my thighs. I wondered how he could make my body react so quickly without even trying. His chest was strong beneath me and I could feel something hardening against my hip. I couldn’t wait to get him back to the hotel room. “We should head back and start our honeymoon,” I whispered, pushing my hips against his. His hand tightened on my back and I wished I could have him right there on the sand.

Their faces were so close that each of them felt the urge to kiss the other but someone had to take the first step forward. Kylie gulped as she moved closer to him with her eyes closed tightly and kissed him. Scott,like a teenager couldn't control the urge to kiss her, so he grabbed her chin and pulled her closer to him as he kissed her back. Kylie's eyes widened,she didn't expect him to return the kiss after what he said that they shouldn't fall in love with each other,and that falling in love would be dangerous for them. Scott quickly took his shirt off and kiss deepened as they pulled closer to themselves, kissing.

He said coldly, my knees were almost numb, it's a good thing he was holding me so I wouldn't fall or fall. "Y-You didn't t-tell me." I stammered. "Why would I? In the first place, it was me who told Frisnc to play that game. And I didn't know that you'll do it. And I'm glad." She said with a smile. Even before I could protest, I was surprised when he kissed my lips. "I miss you, my wife. You've been with me for a long time, Aizhyrra." It said I was stunned.

My eyes close as Declan takes control and dominates my mouth. "I'm ready decwen," Riley states coming back outside to where Declan and I are. He pulls away leaving the taste of mint lingering in my mouth. I peek over at Riley to see her nose scrunched up as she watches us. "I saw your mouth in hers." She points her finger at us. I turn my head to the side knowing my face is flushed. Declan smirks and takes my hand in his. He looks over at Riley, "I was kissing her."