1st Kiss Was Intentional Novels & Stories

"Besides, Damian and I have been friends since childhood. Hugging and kissing have always been normal for us. Please don't let me come between you two." She sounded painfully sincere, her eyes shining with tears that threatened to spill at any moment. But I heard the taunt beneath every word. What she was really saying was, "Look at you. Seven years together, and he still can't stomach kissing you. I'm the one who will always be special to him." I had long since given up on this relationship. I had no desire to argue. I shook off Amber's hand and headed for the door. But Amber wouldn't let up. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Grace. I didn't know you'd mind this much

“That kiss was intentional.” Martin blinked. Once. Twice. “You kissed the same guy you’ve been complaining about. The same guy you said was too dominant, too invasive, too obsessed with sleeping with you. And you’re telling me that was… intentional.” “Yes.” Martin stared at him. “That’s not a plan. That’s self-sabotage with lip contact.” Kai finally turned, glaring. “I told you I had a plan.” Martin scoffed. “If this is your plan, I’d hate to see your mistakes.”

I plastered a fake smile on my face and walked with him to his friends. He introduced me to them and they were really sweet and friendly. My mood gets better after spending time with them. But I didn't think they would insist that we share a kiss. We never kissed each other. And Davian was my first and last kiss. I couldn't even think about kissing someone except him. But I really had no choice. I let him kiss me. But I didn't know I would feel disgusted kissing him. So I pulled away from him immediately. “She's very shy. And it was our first time sharing a kiss.” Derek explained to his friends and they were very understanding.

Their eyes met, and her heart skipped a beat. She prayed he didn’t remember the kiss. If he did, things were bound to get awkward. That kiss had been her first—something she’d always imagined would be special, romantic, and planned. A part of her almost wished he remembered, but the risk of ruining their friendship outweighed the curiosity. “You slept the whole time,” she said, forcing a chuckle as she walked closer. Standing in front of him, she nudged his shoulder playfully. Justin groaned, rubbing his temple. “I’ve got a splitting headache.”

“We can’t do this,” He nodded slightly. I could have walked away like that but I found myself leaning forward. I placed my lips on his as the tears escaped. He did not hesitate to press me to him. Our first kiss and my first kiss had caught me unawares which caused me to not return it. This time was going to be different. It was going to be our last and I wanted it to count.

“I’m not fucking letting you go, not back to Kansas City, not anywhere without my ring on your finger and me at your side.” Tears prickled the back of my eyes. “That was my first kiss and my second. I was so wrong about you. My parents were wrong—about so much. But if I get my hopes up, I’m afraid you won’t only be my first kiss. You’ll be my first heartbreak.” “That’s not going to happen. But there will be many more firsts.” His intense stare gleamed as his devilish smile made my core twist. “How many dates have you been on?”

Such an act was not foreign to us—since long ago, we had shared many intimate moments, including our first kiss. In that single embrace, memories resurfaced, transporting me back to a time when Alexis was my first love, and that kiss marked our first step towards an uncertain future.

Many unsaid emotions were depicting. His eyes travelled to my trembling lips. I immediately closed my eyes as they have no strength to match his intense one. And...it happened......... I felt his rough lips brushing over my soft ones.He deliberately brushed his lips to increase my desire for those sexy lips. Was it wrong? Or It should have happened very earlier. I wanted to forget the pros and cons of it later.I wanted to live the most special moment. My first kiss. With the man I am slowly falling for. I don't know whether I was the first woman whom he kissed or he had other women in his life .

She gulped down her saliva, feeling her face flush with embarrassment at the sudden change in their intimacy. It was a moment that held great significance for her - her very first kiss. The experience had been nothing short of extraordinary, leaving her longing for more. Deep within, she felt an undeniable desire to continue exploring this newfound connection, knowing that there was more to come. However, conflicting emotions plagued her, whispering that this path was wrong.

She had responded so beautifully, way better than I could ever imagine, body plaint against mine and it had taken everything in me to let her go up the stairs alone. And that was because I knew she wasn’t ready for anything I’d want to do next. It was obvious that I had just had a first real kiss. She had told me from the onset that she hadn’t had a first kiss. Back then, I hadn’t considered for a moment that I was gonna be the one to claim it, because my plans had been solely to kill her back then. But now that I had been the one to claim it, one thing was very certain to me. I was gonna have all her firsts, and no one else would ever lay a finger on her. No one would ever be able to know h