Novel & Cerita Stole A Kiss

she pounced over Stoll making his balance broken as his back touched flat the soft mattress and Keller over him as she kissed his lip with all she can. After kissing for two minutes Keller realized Stoll is not responding to her even, he is not moving beneath her he just lay like a dead man. Keller felt shame for what she did as Stoll wasn’t responding means he didn’t want to kiss her so she left Stoll’s lips and sits in her position looked down in shame and embarrassment.

He stiffens and hisses through his teeth: "Stop." "No." We whisper, and I continue my exploration. He's hard under my fingers. I start to stroke him through his pants. He breathes slowly; I know he's trying desperately not to show me his desire. But with the help of the pills, he won't have a choice. Since he's trapped and can't move, I grow bolder. My lips press against his neck, I give him a first kiss on his Adam's apple. He pushes my head away, but that's not my problem. My hand leaves his crotch to grab his neck, and I pull his head down so he brings his mouth closer to mine. This is my chance to kiss him. I've never done it before; this is the moment. He looks at me angrily, so for eve

Jessica (p o v) After few minutes I came to my sense... How can he kiss me.. It's my first kiss.. That to he kissed me without my permission no.. its Stolen is better I can say.. Huh....!!! It's irritating and I am getting angry too.. Yakk... He entered his tongue inside mine that means his saliva also I tasted.. Yakk... I need to brush and wash my mouth.. I stomped my leg and went back to room...

He moved closer to her and pecked her And ran out Alessia still clinging to her teddy, look surprised and,her eyes wide open She sat down there still in the same posture for minutes before Bianca walked in Cathy……. Why just happened Bianca confused at what she's saying Lorenzo pecked me she stared at Bianca Then suddenly throw the teddy away why Ahhhh she grabbed her hair My first kiss is supposed to be Rocco ,why did he steal it from me What are you talking about Bianca sat down beside her trying to find out what's going on “Lorenzo kissed me….”

His eyes lingered on her face, studying her in a way that almost made her squirm. Then he said, almost too casually, “I know you’ve had enough apologies for one day…” Chloe blinked, startled. “…What are you talking about?” Lucius shifted, leaning back against the railing with a loose shrug. “I’m talking about me. About that kiss at the arcade.” His tone was flat, almost stripped of his usual sharpness. “I stole it. I crossed a line. That wasn’t right, especially knowing what you’ve been through. Especially knowing you’re with Valerius.”

Chapter 1 Their kiss lingered, stretching out in time. Jacob's kisses were forceful, matching Stefani's intensity. He pressed her against the table, sweeping away the papers and delving his hands beneath her dress. Stefani blushed, feeling a mix of excitement and self-consciousness. She didn't protest, instead wrapping her arms around his neck. This was the longest kiss she had ever experienced, venturing beyond the realm of simple French or peck kisses.

“You should not be wandering around like this. Go back to your room before you embarrass yourself further.” Something snapped. I swayed slightly, anger rising faster than sense. “You stole my first kiss,” I said, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. “You are not even my boyfriend. You are my best friend’s father.” “A kiss?” he replied, rubbing his temple. “That was not a kiss.” The audacity of it stole my breath. My hands reached for his collar before I could reconsider. “Not a kiss?” I demanded. “Then what is a kiss?”

In a husky whisper, Xavier confesses, "I couldn't resist any longer, Athena." His words hang in the air, and before I can comprehend, he closes the gap between us, initiating a passionate, heated kiss. The world around us dissolves into the background as the unexpected moment takes hold. The taste of spontaneity leaves me breathless, my initial surprise giving way to the magnetic pull between us. As the kiss deepened, Xavier's hands cradled my face gently. I find myself surrendering to the allure of the stolen moment, where time seems to stand still, and the intensity of our embrace becomes the only reality in this hidden haven.

The kiss was a silent declaration, a promise of devotion that resonated deep within her. Kayla sighed into the kiss, savoring the way he always made her feel cherished. Victor’s touch was always reverent, his affection a steady flame that warmed her soul. When they parted, she moved toward Elliot, who smirked and tugged her close, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth before stealing a proper one. His kisses were always teasing, playful, leaving her breathless, a whirlwind of sweet, stolen moments.

Leaning in toward his ear, I whispered, “Knee-trembling.” “No way. My tie made these knees tremble?” Breathing out a tantalized groan when I kissed his throat, he ran his hands down my thighs until he reached my knees. Then he sat up so he could twist his torso until he was relaxing against the backrest of the sofa with one of my legs draped over his lap and the other tucked behind him. He lifted my bent leg, exposing the skin through ripped cloth so he could lean in and press his lips directly to my skin. Then he stroked his fingers over my other knee as if apologizing for ever making it quake. I went a little dizzy as his fingers slid down my calf and over my ankle where he began to loosen