Mal And Carlos Kiss Novels & Stories

" In an instant, the crowd erupted in furious shouts. "Dr. Summer is the real victim! Who would want a husband like that?" "First loves are impossible to let go of. I'm all for Mr. Jenkins and Dr. Summer being together!" "Dr. Smith ignored his wife and blamed everyone else. Serves him right!" I had become the joke of the day. Thomas, who had been lying on the ground, stirred and looked at me with a smug smile.

It was cute and Carlos grins at it. “Only one man gets to kiss the cook normally, maybe this way I get more love in the kitchen?” Eddie chuckles, “If you’re getting more than my love in the kitchen, we’re going to need to have words, my man.” Carlos grins and shifts Eddie’s arms so he can sit in his lap. “Hmm. Better.” He kisses Carlos, who sighs gently. Jessie giggles, and Danny rolls his eyes and looks away. “Don’t worry, Eddie. You’re the only man I get any real love from.” Charlie squawks,

Carlos looked between me and Roman in confusion. “I came to see the princess…” he said helplessly. “I… didn't think there was anything wrong with that.” “You don't see anything wrong with an omega kissing the princess of Crescent Moon before the guards and maids?” Roman raised a brow and I watched Carlos' face go red in embarrassment. A gasp fell off my lips. Everyone was watching the scene now. Who the hell does he think he is to embarrass my boyfriend before everyone? “And what is wrong with that?” I fired. “We are going to get married anyways!”

I said, feeling my pounding heart. He raised his brows at me. I lowered my gaze. "He said something about a kiss. How come it is nothing?" he asked, making me look at him. His eyes are on me, looking daring. Carlos spoke up again. "I am sorry sir, but it was just a....." "Who kissed who?" Candela interrupted, approaching from the stairs. God, not this drama. Please. Look at what Carlos has done! Candela stood next to the Don and wrapped her hand around his arm.

I slowly raised my eyebrows and glanced over at Carlos, confirming his acceptance of the dare, to which he pucker his lips like a kid and start making kissing noises while he leaned in toward me. "I hope I don't regret this." I mumbled under my breath. Thinking that was enough answer from Carlos that he really want to satisfy his friends with a kiss from me. I let out a soft laugh, pecking Carlos on his cheek which earned me a round of "Boo" from the room. "Don't fucking kid me, Adrian. Even my three year old niece kiss better than that." Lisa yelled and people started laughing. "Oh, Lisa please tell them." A guy named Jos groaned, tapping his hand on the table, making noise with the empty c

Rosario added. "C'mon, Mother, I didn't say anything wrong. I was just noting how close they are. I'm sorry if I offended anyone," Carlos explained. "I know they've always spent time together." Marissa reassured him, patting him on the shoulder. "We understand, don't worry about it." * * * Juan and Marissa entered his room, closing and locking the door. She pushed him onto the bed, positioning herself above him, their lips meeting in a fervent, passionate kiss. "Juan Valiente, I can't get enough of you," she confessed.

“Carlos, although I had the intention, I never went to that place … please, believe me, I stayed here with you at the Mon'tblank and, regarding Brian, I must admit that at first, I was a bit dazzled, but you can be sure that there was never anything between him and me, it was just a friendship.” “I believe you princess, of course, I believe you.” He kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly. “And I thank you for your sincerity. Sara, I have not been any saint and much less after the failure of my marriage … although in my defense, I will tell you that, I have always been clear and sincere with whom I related, I would be a lout if I only tried to reproach you for any relationship from your p

Then it becomes more insistent, more desperate. And I respond. My God, I respond. My hands cling to his sweatshirt, drawing him closer. Years of restraint, frustration, repressed anger are released in this forbidden kiss. When we finally break apart, gasping, the world around us seems to have changed. A line has been crossed. There is no turning back. — You see? he murmurs, his forehead against mine. It was inevitable. Suddenly, the sound of a key in the lock freezes us in place.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

"It was mine for a while. Something I wasn't ready to share." Elena reached over and took his hand. Not a strategy. Not a performance. Not a gesture calculated for anyone watching. Just her hand in his in the back of a dark car on a quiet street while the world outside continued being indifferent to the two of them sitting inside it. They stayed like that without speaking. It was enough. --- Marcus got back in the car. He looked at them both in the rearview mirror and whatever he saw made him pause for exactly one second before he spoke.