Mal And Evie Kiss Novels & Stories

"I admire your strength." "Your honesty." "The way you've fought to rebuild your life." He gently reached for her hand. "And somewhere along the way..." "I fell in love with you." Tears filled Eva's eyes. Happy tears. Without another word, she closed the small distance between them. Kelvin lifted a hand and gently brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. "May I kiss you?" Eva smiled. "You don't have to ask." Their lips met in a slow, tender kiss.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

Evelyn closed her eyes again and returned Malvin's kiss. as if he didn't want to stop, Malvin continued to crush Evelyn's lips, swept them deep, full of desire that the longer the kiss became more heated and passionate. Malvin released his kiss to catch his breath, Malvin stared at Evelyn's deep iris which was now also staring at him, then Evelyn closed her eyes again as if she was ready to accept all Malvin's treatment of her. Malvin smiled, then whispered back "do you like it ? get ready, we'll have fun tonight."

Slowly, their lips met. The kiss started soft, a tentative exploration, a nervous dance of tongues and shy touches. The taste of him—clean and sweet with a hint of cinnamon—was intoxicating. But then, as if a dam had broken, Evan deepened the kiss. His hand found the small of Millie’s back, pulling her closer. Their kiss transformed into a torrent of emotion, the initial shyness melting into a rush of heat. The world around them faded away as their bodies pressed together, seeking warmth and connection.

, but a fear so strange. "Evangeline, get to the point. How do you feel about me?” "I don’t know, Alec, but..." she looks at him. "I’m really willing to find out.” "Now can I smile or will you hit me?" Evie rolls her eyes and ends up smiling too. Alec stretches out his hand. "Come here. I really want to kiss you again.” Evangeline makes a charm, but she gets closer to Alec. Despite her tough and difficult pose, Evie was desperately in need of another kiss.

Vivian's POV Reluctantly, I stepped between Elijah and Eva. "That's my girl," Eva squealed in excitement, hugging me close. Elijah turned me back to face him and claimed my lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I sucked on it while Eva's hand slipped into my blouse and began to pinch my already hard nipple. Waves of tingling sensation shot up my body like a spark of electricity, and I moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss.

” ''I know;” she laughed; ''I'll teach you, your scenes are mostly with me, so we'll practice together. Blake still found everything amusing; ''you must be pulling my leg, right?” he asked, still thinking she was joking. ''No, I'm not. But I'm not forcing you, it's just a few scenes if you want to do it for fun, but if you don't want, there is no…” ''Are there any kiss scenes?” Blake added before she could complete her sentence; Evie’s lips hung open and her cheeks flushed; ''um… a few; '' His eyes traced her face and stopped on her lips, then he replied without tearing his gaze off; ''I'm in.”

] She grumbled. Stella clapped and picked up Nevaeh from Evie. “Let me put her down and then when I come back you can sing!” Evie sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “I hate you.” “I love you too.” I cooed back. Smiling, she leaned over and kissed me. I reached out and pulled her closer to me on the bench we were sitting on. My hands roamed her hips and waist. “Jesus, consíganse una m*****a habitación, ustedes dos.” [Jesus, get a goddamn room, you two.]

POV: Malachi “Shit.” The word is barely out of my mouth when Evelyn moves. From how she's thinking, I know she doesn’t think it through. I can see that immediately. There’s no pause, no hesitation, just a raw reaction as she closes the distance again and grabs the front of my shirt, pulling herself back into me like letting go would break something. And then she kisses me. Harder this time and it's desperate. It's not soft, not careful, just messy and urgent like she’s trying to hold onto something before it slips away again.

“Ouch! Shit!” She rubbed the spot with her hand when cold fingers replaced hers, smoothing the material of her pants. Mal’s voice turned soft. “You know why, Little One.” He leaned his head down and Claire’s heart thumped in her chest. She felt his breath, cool on her lips, and closed her eyes as she leaned forward to finally kiss him. *BAM!*