Novel & Cerita 1st Kiss Was Intentional

Also, it was not that he was marrying me forcefully. I grabbed my gown tightly when he leaned down to kiss me. He lightly touched his lips against mine at first and then softly kissed me just for a few seconds before breaking the kiss. This was not a passionate or hungry or intense kiss but was a gentle kiss without the involvement of the tongue or fighting for domination. ‘I lost my first kiss to this beta, Just to deceive him.’, I thought grumbly. What? ‘Just because I’m evil doesn’t mean I’m someone who keeps kissing everyone.’

Brandon smiles sideways and lifts my chin, taking my mouth in a slow kiss, teasing me when he doesn't invade my mouth searching for my tongue or offer me his own. Then I remembered something. I place a finger on your lips and pull mine away. " I have a question that I've wanted to ask for a long time… " Now? " his voice is hoarse, he still has his head bowed, his eyes fixed on my mouth. " You didn't mean to kiss me on our first date, did you? He straightens up and runs a finger over my cheek again: " I find kissing very intimate. Even more intimate than sex. And sex was all I intended to do that night. I didn't want things to get too personal…

Supporting rather than demanding. He tilted his head slightly, adjusting the angle with practiced ease, and suddenly the accidental brush of lips became something deliberate. Something intentional. A real kiss. My first kiss. The thought hit me with stunning clarity even as my brain was short-circuiting from sensation. I'd been saving it. Waiting for Dan to finally see me, to finally realize I'd been there all along pining after him, to finally look at me the way he looked at Amanda. Waiting for him to be my first kiss, my first everything, the way I'd imagined since I was sixteen years old.

Mira's POV This kiss was nothing like the first one. The first had been an accident in the dark — survival, adrenaline, the café and Alyssa and a split-second decision that I'd barely registered making. This one I'd started on purpose, in front of cameras and recorders and an audience that was watching us like a live broadcast. And the second our mouths met, purpose stopped mattering.

Not proud. Just… waiting. And when she leaned in? He didn’t flinch. Didn’t rush. Their foreheads touched first. Like a question. Then his hand cupped her cheek, thumb brushing that one impossible strand of hair near her ear. And she let him kiss her. Not like the first time. Not rushed or heated or reckless. This kiss was quiet. Intentional. Like every line of code had been debugged and rewritten and now — finally — it was running. They didn’t speak — not after the kiss.

“Just... one kiss.” Reluctantly, I leaned down and pressed a soft, hesitant kiss to her lips. I intended it to be quick, just a way to comfort her, but she didn’t pull away. She deepened the kiss, and I was too stunned to react at first. That’s when I heard the door open.

'I dint know that was your first kiss' he said with a chuckle. I knew that I dint have any experience in dating but I did not want him to think I was a dumb girl, so I said ' This is my third' including the kiss I had with a dog and cat.....it still counts!!! His hands tightened suddenly. 'who were they' he asked in a harsh tone.' The first one was with Jim, he was tall and shy, the next one was with Star, he was arrogant and cute' I said imagining those cuties. He pushed my back to the tree and said ' You are not supposed to look at anyone besides me, I CAN and WILL give you anything you want'.

Now we were closer to each other, my voice betrayed me by sounding hungry for his kiss. I could begin to take in his breath and I watched as he leaned his head closer and lowered it to mine. God, is this fucking real! I slowly shut my eyes gritting my teeth. This would be my first kiss, and my prayer has always been it should be with Keith, and there's no doubt I want his lips to meet mine. As I silently prayed for the kiss, it took longer and his lips weren't meeting with mine, even though I could still feel his hands around my waist. He's still present but what was still holding him back?

The first night he and I had gotten intimate, I was eighteen. I met him when I was seventeen and he had waited patiently until I was older to have me, because he was older than I was by two years and didn't want to violate me. I recalled how he had slapped my ass with so much vigor and how he nibbled on my nipples with passion and thirst. "Kiss her." The photographer said, interrupting my train of thoughts. "Whoa!" I stepped back. "A kiss? A real kiss?" I raised my voice, utterly embarrassed. That wasn't part of the plan.

But even if he hasn't , still he have kissed her without her content more like a wrong doing then right. "Oh yah!!!No bad intention,cheh!!You kissed me without my consent and also it was my first ever kiss."she was burning with rage. Now she have a point to tell at him , it was her first kiss that he stole with force. Both of them are right then who is wrong here? After he heard this ,he was so happy but didn't show that in his face. In his mind he was dancing with joy. But he didn't let go of his ego so he continued to fight along.