Novel & Cerita Marinette Kissing Adrien

To kiss me every chance he got so I’d keep believing in a love that might not be real. “Someone’s going to see us. Just go already.” “Alright, my beautiful love. I’ll come to you the moment I’m done. And if you’re not in pain tonight, I’ll take you out for dinner.” “The pain’s already gone. We’ll talk when you get back.” “Alright.” Just as Adrian opened the door to leave, he hesitated and turned around. Standing so close our noses nearly touched, he stole another quick kiss from my lips. “I love you,” he said with a sincerity only an actor could perfect.

The first time I found Adrian and his private assistant, Mia, texting each other good night after midnight, we had our biggest fight yet. After that, when I asked him to keep his distance, he deliberately got even closer to her, determined to make me stop being so sensitive. He took Mia shopping for furniture for our future home, let her sit beside him in his car, and when I was sick with a fever, left me alone while he took her to his family’s estate. Every time I said something hurt me, Adrian pushed a little further. Eventually, I stopped asking. Adrian thought he had finally won. At the housewarming party for our new Tribeca penthouse, I pressed my finger to the smart lock. Fingerprint

"Because I've wanted you since the second I saw you sitting there, biting your lip while you pretended to study." Then his mouth was on hers, hot and demanding. Mara gasped against his lips, and he took advantage, deepening the kiss until she was clinging to his shoulders just to stay upright. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him, and she could feel every hard plane of his body pressed against hers. "Adrian," she breathed when they finally broke apart. "Say it again." His lips moved to her neck, kissing and nipping the sensitive skin there. "Adrian..." It came out as a moan this time.

Dodging, he yelled, "I'm warning you, Addy. If you kiss me today, I'll drown you in a toilet bowl!" Adrian wasn't in the least afraid. He held his face and casually planted a kiss. On his lips, too. Nicholas immediately turned his head to the side and retched up at the side of the road. "Gosh! You darned pervert!" Adrian's hearty laugh sounded behind him. After fooling around for some time, Nicholas drove him to Marcel's house. Adrian watched the ever-changing scenery outside the window. He asked sincerely, "Wasn't Marcel unwilling to live in the city? What changed his mind?"

Adrienne Marcus kissed like he cooked…slow, confident, and completely in control. His hand stayed buried in my hair while the other gripped my hip, pulling me flush against him. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue teased mine, tasting like chocolate. When he finally pulled back, I was breathless. “Damn, Chef,” I whispered, licking my lips. “If that’s how you kiss, I can’t wait to see what else you’re good at.” He smirked, thumb brushing my swollen bottom lip. “You talk a lot of shit for someone who was supposed to be my client tonight.”

When his tongue brushed my lips, he could almost swear I touched the sky for an instant. "Open your mouth," he instructed hoarsely. I didn't know what he meant, but when I opened my lips to ask him, his mouth took hold of mine. There were no games or flirting. Adrien kissed me ravishingly, taking all of me. I groaned when I felt his fangs dig into my lips, to which he growled. "Shit," he muttered under his breath as he tasted the blood that was pouring from my lower lip. "Sorry, bunny, I couldn't measure myself."

He asked one last time. " Yes!" Her voice was thick in desire. His heart started beating like a maniac. Adrian couldn't control himself anymore. Without wasting a second he captured her lips in a hungry kiss. Biting and chewing her bottom lips like a madman as if trying to punish her. She kissed him back with the same passion. Adrian was on cloud nine. After what felt like an eternity he let go of her lips sucking one last time.

I stopped in front of Adrian's door and hesitated with my hand hovering inches from the handle. I didn't know what I was expecting when I pushed the door open. I didn't know what I was prepared to see. The door opened just enough for me to see inside the room, and the first thing I registered was movement, two figures close together near the side of the bed, a soft lamp casting warm light across the white walls. Adrian's back was partially turned toward the door, his hand cupping the side of Maria's face, his head tilted down as his mouth pressed against hers in a slow and deliberate kiss that looked intimate and practiced and familiar in a way that made my chest tighten sharply.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.

Despite Isabella’s warnings, despite all the secrets and fears, her heart screamed yes. “Yes,” she whispered, pulling him up into a fierce, emotional kiss. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Adrian.” They celebrated right there under the stars. The kiss turned passionate and desperate. Clothes were discarded hastily. Adrian took her against the rooftop railing, the city lights twinkling below them. He thrust deep and hard, possessive and hungry, as if sealing their future with every movement. Aria moaned his name, clinging to him, lost in pleasure and love. They came together intensely, trembling in each other’s arms.