3 Kisses Novels & Stories

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

My subconscious kept yelling at me to stop him but I was lost in the pleasure of his kisses, which made me want more. “I only know two things…” He kissed my cleavage then moved his lips to the right. “To kill and to kiss.” Then his lips traveled to the left. “And whenever I see you, I want to kiss you.” Saying it, he landed his lips on mine. I kissed him back trying to suck away all his sadness, worries, and whatever he was facing. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer to me. He deepened his kiss making me almost lose my breath.

So I couldn't possibly be that good. "You don't believe me? Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Lookin' like a damn snack," he smirked and I blushed. It was getting so embarrassing, I had to shove him and smack his arm a few times to get him to stop. "How many guys have you kissed before me?" he asked me suddenly. "One," "One— What?" his jaw fell open. "Yeah. Blake was my first kiss," "And I'm the only other guy you've ever kissed other than him?"

"I'm still not sure I want to kiss you because this whole thing seems like a set up. You have probably been waiting for the moment when they would ask you to kiss me. I'm certain it's preplanned with them." "Ma'am, actors kiss all the time. There would be no sentiments attached. All you have to do is shut your eyes, tilt your head to a comfortable side, part your lips and brush your lips against his. " The photographer painted a vivid picture, obviously upset by the attitude I displayed. Felix looked at me for my consent. I reminded myself that all the kisses I ever gave to Clyde were fake and I reminded myself why I accepted to marry Felix. I then pulled close to Felix and did as the photog

"Did you get my kisses?" Kyle's voice when it comes out is rough. Scraped raw. "I got them." "All three?" "All three." "Good! Because I sent them with LOVE! Capital L-O-V-E love!" He pauses for dramatic effect. "I probably love Daddy MORE than Mama does! Because I give him way MORE kisses! Like—" He counts on his fingers. "—a hundred kisses! Maybe a THOUSAND!"

She pushed herself to her feet, then knelt on the edge of the couch in front of her cousin. Trish was resting back on her feet, but her head was drooping down. Shelly reached out and tilted her chin up. Trish's eyes opened in question, then Shelly's mouth was against hers in a deep kiss. Trish squealed in surprise, then moaned and leaned into the kiss. Ben watched with wide eyes as the two women shared his essence between them. He realized Shelly was completing the threesome from Trish's story. Both women were clutching each other, and when the kiss was over, they hugged tightly with tears in their eyes. "I love you, Trish," Shelly whispered to her cousin.

I felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra

I heard the car door open and close, soft footsteps disappearing into the night. "We have only a couple of minutes," Owen whispered. His eyes were dark with want as he looked me up and down, seeing something that he wanted very badly. "But I just can't say no." "Then we better make it quick," I replied, kissing him fiercely. I still wasn't looking for a relationship, but when a perfectly muscled man flies three hours to bring you dinner and flowers, it's hard to say no. Especially when your body is screaming yes. "I don't have a condom," he said softly. I gave him a wicked grin.

No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue. I sighed with contentment when he pulled away. His kisses were magical. He grinned at me. “You ready?” I nodded. “Yup.” “First, we'll go to our knees,” he explained. “Find the sweet spot, where the balance is best.” “That's what she said,” I quipped. Bastian burst out laughing, stopping in his demonstration and nearly falling into the water. “Just get up on your knees,” he told me, splashing water at me with his hands.

"Come on, Tyler. Quit playing around." He tapped his hand on his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek. That's all I ask." I looked at him for a long while, weighing my options. It was just a kiss on the cheek right? I think I could do that. Finally, releasing a heavy breath, I said. "Fine." I leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Just then, Tyler move my phone in front of us, while I kissed his cheek. By the time I looked at the phone to see what he did, he moved the phone from my reach again and began to type something on my phone.