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In their absentminded strolling, they had found themselves in the heart of the French quarter. “Let’s go dancing.” Bellamy pulled her in the direction of a bar, Thea pulled her arm back. “Bellamy… I can’t, what if someone bumps into me..” Bellamy’s face dropped. “Wait,” he flashed her a grin before wrapping his arms around her and landing a passionate kiss on her lips. The kiss started slow, their lips melded together in perfect harmony. Butterflies pounded in Thea’s stomach. Bellamy’s trailed his hand up Thea’s back before resting it on her neck. His abs flexed under the gentle caress of Thea’s hands.

When she went down again, he just stares at her and her, him. A moment passed between them and unable to hold the strong desire buried deeply between them anymore, Clarke bend down and kiss El with all his might. He gently pushes her to the wall and lift her up. She even wrapped her legs around his waist and kiss him like her life depends on it. Clarke groaned softly and tilted his head more at the same time, deepening the kiss. She couldn't help the small mewling sounds that came from her. As if the noises she’d made had reality snapping back in place, Clarke pulled away. His breathing was erratic and his lips were red from their kiss. They stared at each other for several long moments.

He responded immediately, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close. The kiss was different from their others. It was a promise, an acceptance, a leap of faith all rolled into one. When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathing hard. Later, they found themselves lying on the soft grass in the clearing, both of them facing up toward the sky. The sun was starting to set, painting the clouds in shades of pink and gold. It was peaceful and perfect, like the whole world had stopped just for them. They turned to look at each other, lying on their sides in the grass. Bella reached out and touched Killian's face gently, still hardly believing that this was real, that she had act

Clarke smiled the moment she saw me, and then her eyes went soft. “Sup homegirl? Who died?” She asked. She grabbed her chemistry book from her locker and then slammed it shut. “Your face looks all depressed and edgy. Did Stanley call off the date? I will break his face.” She punched the locker door. “No,” I sighed, leaning down to grab the earphones from off Roger's head. “I'm moving.” Clarke's mouth dropped open, and her chewing gum fell to the floor. “No!” “Yes,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders and trying not to cry.

Cal solemnly swore through the mate link while he braced up for the brutal pangs of rejection pains. After a good minute of silence, Clarissa walked towards her father and much to Cal's shock answered, "Yes, I want Cal as my Beta and as my ..... mate too,” she declared amidst shocked gasps before clutching Cal's shirt and pulling him forward so that her lips were crushing his, in a wild, wild kiss.

When they finally got into the car and was driving away, Belle couldn’t help remembering how and where their first hot, juicy kiss had taken place and how she had all but fallen way overboard from the impact of the moment. The kiss had hit her with the mighty force of a lightning bolt and she had never forgotten about it. I mean, she couldn’t even if she tried. “Would you like to go somewhere?” he blurted out, interrupting her deepest thoughts and fantasies, throwing her back into the real world. “Yes, of course. I would love to see what secret spots you’ve been hiding or should i say, hiding out in every single time you decide to disappear from me”. “Secret spots? Oh, come on. They are bare

Hence, he remained still. Stella stopped and looked at him in confusion, only to see that he was staring into her with his tender eyes. Bellamy pressed the back of her head and lowered his head. He kissed her passionately and whispered, "I like it when you kiss me." Stella instantly blushed. However, she looked beautiful and charming under the dim light. She kissed him along his abs and occasionally stopped to suck on his skin. Bellamy could not help but grunt in excitement. Her face became redder and she trembled as she struggled to untie his belt.

He stayed still for a second, forehead pressed to mine, then started moving in steady thrusts, not rushed, each one hitting deep. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer, kissing him messy and open-mouthed while the waves kept time behind us. One of his hands stayed under my head; the other gripped my hip hard. When everything tightened, I came first, clenching around his cock with a quiet, broken sound against his mouth. He followed soon after, burying his face in my neck as he came inside me, body shaking. We snuck back into the mansion just as the sky started turning gray, congratulating ourselves on a clean getaway. That's when his phone buzzed on the nightstand, screen lighti

He was the one in control and she loved the way he took control. Kimberly pulled away when she saw that he wasn't about to, "that was," she looked at him, "as I can remember."2 Chris laughed shaking his head, "You talk as if yesterday on my wedding day we weren't making out in a restroom."7 Kimberly blushed at his words. That was the most daring thing she has ever done in her life. Make out with a just wed man and for that matter in the restroom.1 "Who followed who?" she looked at his hazel eyes.

We had a short kissing session which was cut short when she pulled away. I leaned in again to kiss her and she moved further away. I frowned and was about to protest when my phone rang. Blake.... There must be new about Lydia. I quickly received the call. Blake : You guys need to meet me at my home. Now Me: Woah calm down buddy. Is everything okay? Blake: No, nothing is okay. That is why I am calling you. Meet me at my house in an hour! He demanded as he hung up on me. I frowned as I got out of the bed, naked.