Renesmee And Jacob Kissing Novels & Stories

"Now I have to force myself to say goodbye to you like a lover." "If you want really sore knees, go for it," Mira invited with a wicked smile and burning brown eyes full of menace. "Goodbye, take care—" Jacob breathed heavily, griping her elbow with his hard fingers. She could feel a cruel reluctance, and he bent down and planted a brief kiss on her forehead. One blink and she'll miss it.

he snapped. I stick my tongue out to a smiling Harley and he just shrugged at me before walking out of the house. Jacob’s arms was quick to wrap on my waist. He groaned in my ears as his grip tightened. “I don’t want to let you go.” he murmured. “Nope. I’m gonna be late.” I tiptoed and planted a kiss on his cheeks, grinning after. Jacob frowned. “That is not how you should kiss your mate goodbye.” My lips parted from that. Ugh, he’s starting to emit his desires again, I can feel it!

he said and I gasped. “That will be amazing, Jacob,” I walked towards him and touched his shoulder. He turned me around and laid me on the bumper with him on me. “What are you doing?” I asked, laughing loud. Jacob's lips brushed against mine, sending shivers down my spine. His kiss was gentle, yet urgent, as if he'd been waiting for this moment for far too long. I melted into his embrace, my worries and fears momentarily forgotten. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close as our lips moved in perfect sync.

“Plus, I was driving fast. I wanted to get here as quickly as possible.” Jacob set the roses on the counter and then cradled me in his arms. He gazed into my eyes as he leaned in for a kiss. Our lips collided. It was deep and passionate, the kind of kiss you give someone when you haven’t seen them in way too long. We made for a while, before I finally pulled away. “I missed you,” I told him breathlessly. Jacob set me down on the floor and put his hands on my hips, still holding me close. “I missed you, too. I can’t tell you how happy I am to have you in front of me right now.”

She knelt in front of JC and stroked JC's head with her hand. They stare at each other. JC lowered his face while cupping Anna Marie's face who looked up at him. Their faces got closer and closer until they both kissed.

"Now, I can kiss you." Ice nodded slowly. "Yes, kiss me!" "With pleasure." Jacob and Ice locked their lips in a deep but seemingly smoldering kiss, blazing like their feelings all over the room. Affecting all of them. But, they were startled when they heard the sound of applause that was quite echoing there. Both of them were immediately startled and broke their kiss and looked at the source of the clapping.

Before I could answer, I saw Mateo and Jacob making their way to the table. Mateo sat across us, giving a tired smile before pulling out his books to do some work. It was his senior year so I knew he was probably in more stress for exams than any one of us. Jacob leaned down to kiss Jessica before whispering something in her ear. She squealed one more time before catching him off guard in a hug and peppering his face with kisses. “Jess, eat his face somewhere else, please.” Mateo stated, looking at her and shaking his head.

Kyle He is kissing me back, and I can't get enough of him; enough of this feeling, of having him in my arms. He's much smaller than me, yet so not fragile. At the same time, I wish I could protect him from everything and everyone. It's so strange, I want to believe I can be the person he trusts, I want to be that person for him. I break the kiss and wrap my hands around him. Jer wraps his hands around me too and we just stand there, in the middle of the lake hugging each other.

He felt really big she thought. He breathed deeply as he ran his hands through her hair and then her face. He softly held her chin up closer to his face so his lips could touch her soft moisturized lips and then, he kissed her. Her lips felt so soft he couldn’t stop kissing them. Belle held him close. She ran her fingers softly through his chest as they kissed. They both stood there in the dark, on a lonely corner all by themselves, kissing passionately. It was almost as if they were the only two people in the entire world and no one else existed or even mattered.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.