Que Boca Tan Hermosa Novels & Stories

A hair strand fell over to her face and I pulled it pushing it over to the back of her ear to pin it down and it worked as it stopped pulling out to fall on her face. I stared at her face and finally leaned over and slightly pecked get warm forehead. I kept on admiring her beautiful face that I didn't realise when my hands touched her face,it was so uncalled for. Her face was really looking charming and tempting she was a really beautiful work of art which I really admired and appreciated. I stared at the beauty in front of me as I admired her beauty. Coco had the best lips especially when she had it pouted, with her champagne red tempting lips protruding out more than normally.

Her cheeks were chubby and flushed, I don't know if it was due to make-up or a natural reaction, but she was flushed. She forced a smile behind her full lips, revealing a glimpse of her one crooked tooth on the right, between her neat teeth and the sharp dimples on both cheeks. Mesmerizing. Lovely. The kind that would constantly be in your head and always distracting you, but you'd never get tired of it. But that sucks. "Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Sebastian Sanchez." My eyes misted over, almost darkening. My blood flow seemed to stop under my skin. Sparks seemed to lick my skin, burns me with its heat.

Her hair is in a twisted curl, covering her face a little, this is different from the hairstyle he had seen her with yesterday, but this looks really good on her. I stare at her from head to toe, and although it seems she has put on a few pounds, she looks really good. She has no makeup on yet she looks beautiful and her lips are puffy and red, just like I like them. I don't realise how much I've missed her until now and all I want to do is reach for her and kiss her lips, those wonderful red lips. "Hello," I finally bring myself to say to Havana who is staring at me like an insane person.

The meaning of the name completely changed now . He eyed her with utmost curiosity . Her hairs were dancing with the breeze in the port . Delicate ! . He felt she was very delicate and soft to handle . Her flawless skin and her rosy lips were like rose petals . She noticed him staring at her keenly . Hell he was caught up admiring her . He coughed to distract her But much to his admiration a gorgeous smile spread on her lips . The woman didn't say a word .

I brought out my hand and she took it. Hand in hand I walked her down. I raised her hand to my lips and placed a kiss to the tip of her knuckles. "Hermosa diosa" (spanish) Beautiful goddess I looked up to see her face a bright red and I smiled regaining my posture "Shall we" She looked flustered as she only nodded. Gosh if only she knew what she does to me If we didn't have to go I would have taken her right here and right now

I ate a lot last night and should not be this hungry. "Hola mi querido niña. Es nuestra hambre que sientes."( Hello my dear child. It's our hunger you're feeling.) One word. Joy. No. Ecstasy. Hell, I am extremely overjoyed and I just wanna scream.

Monica's P.O.V. "Honey, you're the most stunning woman I've ever met. Please don't call yourself unattractive. You have gorgeous, shiny hair, eyes that glow brighter than the sun, and a body that makes me weak in the knees. Your face and smile melt my heart into a puddle at your feet." He's smooth. So smooth, I want to rip my clothes off and ride the stallion.

"I do. I, I can understand you." "Oh, great." She smiled, a rather brilliant one. Her eyes squinted slightly, revealing more wrinkles round the corners of her eyes. Angelic dimples crinkled as her lips parted, flaunting sparkling white teeth. Staring as her rosey cheeks brighten up , she did not look so much unattractive as she once appeared to be. "I'm Carolina Bards, and it is my pleasure meeting you." She stretched out her hands forward for a handshake and typical me gracefully refused.

“I did?” He hummed, nodding while his fingers traced my jaw to my chin. “Sí” The pad of his thumb sailed ever so softly over my lips, turning my knees to jelly. “W-what?” “Mi corazón.” Smooth. My cheeks burned in response. A sweet talker with a beautiful face who smelled very nice, like summer on the beach bottled in one. The label: Dangerously sweet. His thumb, still hovering over my lip, pulled the lower one from my furious teeth clamping on it. “Eres tan hermosa, Viviana. I want to kiss you.” (You’re so beautiful)

Then, he asked her, “May I ask how old are you?” “I just turned sixteen the other week,” Clarissa responded. “Belated happy birthday then! You are simply perfect. You are the one I have been looking for – a precious gem and a gorgeous model. And someday, you will be our future beauty queen,” Bamby expressed himself happily. “But, why me?” Clarissa sought an explanation. “Why? Well, sweetheart, has somebody told you that you looked like that former Spanish Miss Universe, Ampara Muñoz?” Bamby said.