Mal And Carlos Kiss Novels & Stories

she asked worriedly. “No. He is already gone—” Bump! “Ahh! What the hell was that?!” Kashia asked frustratedly when a car hit us from the back. I look at the back and my eyes went rounded as I saw it was Carlos who bumped us. “It was him! Drive faster!” “Oh my gosh! Christmas! This isn’t funny!” “Just drive—” Bump! For the second time, Carlos hit us again and I can see his devilry smile from here. What is he really wants? What is he really want from me? He is really out of his mind.

“Thank you, Helen. I picked it because it reminded me of her — brilliant, impossible to ignore, and absolutely one of a kind.” I feel my cheeks heat as everyone collectively “aww-s” and bursts into applause. “Okay, okay, picture time!” Bridget claps her hands, already pulling out her phone. Carlos’ mom leans over to take a close-up shot. “Hold your hand still, mija, we need a proper photo for the family album.” “Don’t forget the kiss picture,” Helen grins mischievously. “Oh, you mean this?” Carlos whispers to me before cupping my face and kissing me deeply. His lips are soft but possessive, and my whole body melts against him.

he asked and I rolled my eyes. "I will be furious if you don't kiss me..." I wasn't able to finish the sentence completely because his lips were on mine and he was kissing me in front of everyone by pulling me close to his body and ran his hand up and down my back seductively. We both moaned into one another's mouth, deepening the kiss, totally forgetting where we were standing until his eldest brother Francesco cleared his throat. "Guys, please stop it. Singles present over here who are feeling really jealous right now." he joked. Carlos and I broke the kiss apart, panting with our eyes locked.

Carlos looks into her eyes with love. “Your family should come first,” Kelsey told him and they both smile. Kelsey lean closer and kissed his lips. Carlos looks at her. “There’s a place I want to take you to, but you should eat first.” Carlos kissed her hand. “Am curious, where?” “It’s a secret.” He sips his wine. “Let’s go already, am done with my meal.” Kelsey sips the remaining wine on her glass. Carlos chuckled. “You’re so impatient.”

Affections cannot be controlled, they are the ones that drive us, and Carlos developed a great deal of affection and love for Malèna. He went for a drink with his best friend on Avenue Louise because apart from talking to each other on the phone the two men. hardly saw each other, they took the opportunity to see each other. Louis: How's Malèna? Carlos: she is fine ... she thinks she is pregnant. Louis: already? Carlos: I've been with her for a little more than six years’now Louis: what are you going to do? Carlos: I don't know, I have a lot of affection and love for her

She brought her face closer to him and pressed her mouth to his cheek. The sound of the kiss echoed in the bathroom, "you like that?" She kissed him again, on the lips this time. Carlos became weak from Sophia's hand continuously rubbing his rod and her kiss only made him melt. "Why are you doing this?" He asked in a whisper tone. "It's my only opportunity and I need to make the best use of it." Sophia responded, their faces a few inches apart. "You can squeeze my a*s if you want." Looking into her eyes, Carlos took his both hands behind her and gripped her a*s cheeks, one hand for each. He squeezed them as hard as he could.

He takes her face in his hand and kisses her slowly. Edna for a minute thinks he is kissing her on her lips, but he is not. He kissed the side of her mouth, just before her lips and only two of them knew that the kiss wasn't real. Malik clears his throat and for the first time looks at the man beside Edna. He is so white with embarrassment. "And you must be the husband. " He says and offers Malik a handshake. " I am Hugo Callisto. " " Nice to meet you. " Malik nods but doesn't take the handshake.

But most of all, I tell him that I'm sorry he's not free to live a different life, a life free of darkness, away from the cartel. When I try to break the kiss, he stops me. His hand goes to the back of my head, cupping me. He crushes me to him, pressing his lips hard against mine, taking what I was offering and then so much more. Andres' kiss is desperate as he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth. When I try to pull back again his other arm slides across the back of my shoulders and he anchors me against him, forcing me to accept his kiss. I taste his desperation mixed with dominance and rising passion. And while my body quickly responds to his demand, like in the shower, my mind rebels.

I was kneeling on the bed but he still seemed taller than I was. Not wanting to ruin his perfectly ironed shirt, I put my hands on his shirt and pulled his lips to mine. The kiss was short and wet. Just when I was about to end it Carlos groaned and pulled my back before devouring my mouth. “Honey, so sweet…” He murmured into my mouth as he continued feeding on the sweetness of my mouth. He leaned away only after his phone buzzed. “Looks like I got to go.” “Yeah,” I said quietly.