Novel & Cerita Marinette Kisses Adrien

It seemed like Adrien wasn't being affected by this kiss at all, it also seemed like he forgot we were in the boy's bathroom. After a few seconds past, Adrien detached his lips from my own and I felt like I could breathe again. He then pulled the back of my hair harshly, causing my head to pull back as well; a small quick groan escaped my lips from the sudden slightly painful pull. He attached his lips onto my jaw and started trailing small continuous kisses down my jawline and neck. He stopped right next to my Adam's apple and began to lick the small area, a small groan echoed throughout the bathroom's walls. After licking that area for a few seconds, he started to harshly suck on the bare

His broad chest blocked the morning light filtering through the half-open curtains. “Nothing is more important than you right now,” he growled low. “Nothing.” He descended slowly. Kissed Ethan’s forehead first — an almost tender gesture, in stark contrast to the fire in his eyes. Then the tip of his nose. Then his lips, in a slow, deep, possessive kiss. Tongues met in lazy strokes, as if they had all the time in the world. Ethan moaned into his mouth, hands rising to clutch at the wide shoulders. Adrian broke the kiss. Moved lower. Kissed the chin. The curve of the neck — exactly where the imaginary mark still throbbed. He sucked slowly there, leaving a fresh purple bruise. Ethan arched his

His closeness… It sucked the air from me completely, every damn time. The thoughts disappeared when he leaned close and pressed his lips to my cheek, his eyes on Adrien the whole time. “I'm the only one allowed to hurt her, Adrien. In whatever way I please.” He began a torturous shower of kisses down my neck, his hands slowly moving up and down my arm. What was he doing? My inner thighs wasted no second getting slick with heat. “Do we have an understanding?” Adrien grinned, the sight devilishly charming. “I guess we'll see about that. I mean, if humans were as soft as your wife, then I'd eat them everyday. I'd paint my face with their juices.”

It took all of my sanity to avert my eyes from her and when I finally did, it was Crystal who called for my attention. "I want to kiss you." I looked back at her and she didn't even wait for my response before pressing our lips together. Her hands went straight to my hair as we kissed sloppily. It was anything but sweet. As much as I tried to hold back, I couldn't. It was a matter of seconds as I pushed my tongue inside her mouth and grabbed her bare thigh to let her straddle me. My hands ran all over her leg and she moaned against my mouth while harshly tugging on my hair. I was pushed down, and Crystal's hand traveled down from my torso to the hem of my shirt. There was a growl that came f

Gosh, this was so much better than the kiss in the car “You taste so good.” He growled as he bit my lower lip hard. I was lost in space. Nothing else mattered but the feeling of his hot, wet mouth against mine. His hands went to my breast, and my eyes flew open. I let out a shrill cry at the figure standing there, watching us with its mouth open. “Zeke.” Adrian stopped kissing me, his eyes dark with envy. “Why would you call his name?” Oh my God, how did we forget to lock the door again?

“By the power vested in me, I then declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” Logan and I gravitate like magnets toward one another's open arms, and our lips meet in a simple act of love. We kiss, starting our new life together in an act of love. I can't think of a better way to begin. Logan's brother Aiden whoops, and Maddy wolf-whistles. Tyler is busy looking everywhere but at the two of us. Someday, he'll kiss a girl like this and not find it quite so intimidating. The thought makes me smile.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

“Blame it on Sebastian, the butler. He always chose our wine for our meals.” “And I’m not gay, witch.” He said and pulled her head looking down at him and this time gave her a real kiss. Adrienne was surprised by his action but she liked how he felt on her lips. He tasted sweet and smelled fresh with mint mixed with wine. She moaned under his kiss liking the feel of him molding her close to him. Enjoying his touch on her weakened alcoholic condition and feeling his strength, Adrienne boldly unbuttoned his shirts and felt the hard texture of his chest running her hands on him.

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

“Jer… we shouldn’t.” But even as she said it, she leaned in. Their lips met softly at first—hesitant, testing. Then hunger took over. Jeremiah cupped her face with both hands, deepening the kiss with a groan that vibrated through her chest. Marilyn melted into him, her fingers threading through his thick hair, pulling him closer. The taste of whiskey and desire mingled on their tongues as the kiss grew urgent, passionate. His mouth was hot, demanding yet tender, exploring her with a familiarity that felt brand new.