Novel & Cerita Wendy Kiss Stan

Stanley could hear the angelic voice in his head but before he could react , soft lips collided with his lips, making him get glued In that particular spot. Loud gasping escaped the guests' mouths and mainly Stanley's friends as they couldn't stop Wondering who was the strange lady that had the guts to kiss their celebrity , while some already concluded it was Stanley's die hard fan. "Why the hell are you kissing my fiance?''A lady who was dressed in a purple date gown adorned with stones said as she sauntered towards them with her heels making sounds .

This was just… Frightening and confusing. Inside, I found two men on the right side of the long conference table, wearing suits, one standing, one sitting as they studied something together on the screen of a tablet on the table in front of them. The one standing, glanced up, only to straighten, smooth his hand down his chest, and step toward us. “You must be Kaitlynn. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Richard Sawyer.” He approached, holding out a hand for me to shake.

If I leaned forward just a little, I could've kissed him. “I used to box. Never professionally or anything. I just liked the exercise.” His lips curved into a stronger smile as he looked at me. I could see now where he got those beautifully sculpted arms and chest. He was so close I could practically taste his kiss. A kiss from him sounded wonderful. It would certainly make me feel better. “Where's Paul?” Owen asked, breaking the tension between us. His eyes flashed daggers, and anger filled his voice. Dean was one step behind him, looking deadly. I almost felt sorry for Paul.

the pastor turns toward Bastian, who stands nervously behind Gabe as the best man. Bastian pulls a small box out of his pocket and hands it to Gabe. He opens the box in front of me and removes a beautiful silver ring with a single-set diamond in the middle. As he slips it on my finger, I lean toward him, wanting so badly to kiss him right there. I stop myself, though. It’s not time yet. The best kiss of my life is coming and I have to be patient. Once the ring is on, the pastor turns to me. “Harper, repeat after me.”

I figured that anyone who married into billions would relax into a life of leisure, but from what I had heard, she had actually increased the extent of her research. “Izzy, please. Isabel is only for when I'm in trouble.” She grinned as she released my hand and went to shake Maddy's next. “You must be Madison, and that makes you…Tyler.” Izzy extended her hand to shake Tyler's. He hesitated for only a second before enthusiastically shaking her hand. “I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance,” he said formally. “Likewise,” Izzy told him. He grinned up at her, forgetting to let go of her hand and still shaking it. Izzy looked over at Maddy and giggled. She didn't pull her hand away, though.

Tyler's plate still have a piece of cake on it and I used my fork to swipe it from his plate and quickly shoved it into my mouth. "Hey!" Tyler protest. "That wasn't very nice." I grinned at him as I chew the delicious and yummy cake. I noticed that some icing had catch the corner of my mouth because of my fast movements. I was about to use my tongue to get it, when Tyler used is thumb to wipe it off my mouth and put it in his. My eyes widen with surprise at his actions. "Tyler, what are you--?" The rest of my sentence left my lips as Tyler's aunt, Wendy walked by us. She smiled when she saw us. "Aww...isn't that lovely? You two are the cutest couple. Reminds me of when I was young and in lov

Valentina says crossing her arms and frowning. My god she's adorable. Wait what? What the fuck??? No. No way I just said that. What is wrong with me? "Ummm, Heaven?" I look up at Fernanda who's calling me, and she points behind me. I then around almost instantly only to be met upon my boyfriend kissing Stacey, one of the cheerleaders on my team with his hands on her waist. How fucking pathetic of him. I shrug and shift my body towards Fernanda who look at at me in shock, as well as Gina and Valentina who looks confused.

But the fear of losing him still loomed large, casting a shadow over that hope. “Kurtis,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, “I’m scared.” He stepped closer, gently cupping my cheek. His touch was warm, calming my nerves. "I know, but you don't have to worry. We'll figure this out together.” Before I could second-guess myself, he closed the distance between us, pressing his lips to mine. The kiss started slow, hesitant but quickly deepened as all the tension, all the uncertainty, melted away in the heat of the moment. It felt like a release, a confirmation that what we had was real, that it wasn’t just a fleeting connection.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

I could almost feel his hands on me, even though he wasn’t there. “Fuck me in front of your enemies.” ‘Make me come without touching me.’ Prove you own me with nothing but your voice. “Tell me a secret no one knows’ then make me regret knowing it. The list went on,horny, reckless, romantic, twisted. By the time I was done, I had a pile of torn pages all over the floor. I bent down to pick them up. That’s when my wristwatch started beeping. A call. Madam Santos.