7th Time Loop Kiss Novels & Stories

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

I put the important parts, the things I want to tell my children about someday firmly in my mind. The way the ring felt when Aiden slid it on my finger and promised to love me for all time. How easy and right it was to give him his ring and promise to love him. The way the candles flickered as we each picked up our own solitary wick and joined them together to light a new candle. A candle that would burn through the night and chase away the dark. But mostly, I know I will remember the kiss. The cocky smile Aiden wears when the minister tells him he may kiss me. How he reaches for me, drawing us together like magnets. In that kiss, I know that we are meant to be together forever. That this is

“You’re my everything, Kai. We heal together.” Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a desperate refuge, their bodies entwining as they fell back onto the cot. Her hands gripped his shirt, his fingers tracing her skin, their love a fire that burned through their shared pain. The night became theirs, a sanctuary of whispered vows and tangled limbs, their bond a flame that defied the city’s chaos. Gianna’s voice was soft, fierce, as they lay together. “We’re unbreakable, Castellano.”

I said and he gave me a "what happened look" "Lovelyn's ex boyfriend came to meet her this afternoon and he tried to force himself on her" I said and his eyes widened. "You mean Lovelyn had a boyfriend?" He said and I nod. "Yeah, she said that was seven years ago; she caught him cheating with another lady" I explained and he sighed. "But still, the both of you looked cute together" he said "I don't have time to be falling in love, love is for losers" I replied and gulped the wine.

The second kiss is different, more confident, more willing to explore and the walls between are not so tall. The third, fourth, fifth until infinity kisses however are the best. Well for me I think every kiss with Aaron is more perfect, like I have the best but I still haven't gotten the best. Every kiss is better than the former. I feel like if I stay with Aaron for a hundred and fifty years, the kiss I'm gonna get then would be better than now and that's like impossible because the one now is the best.

Besides, this room is soundproof. I crawl over her body, and when I lower her arm, I become fixated on a lone tear that escapes down her cheek. She watches, mesmerized, as I lean down and kiss it away. When I pull back, we've both traveled back to seven years ago when I replaced all her tears with soft kisses until she melted in my arms. The moment feels awfully sweet and romantic, but I'm none of those things. I never will be.

"I am. What are you doing to me?" "This." As the moon cast a gentle glow over us, our eyes locked, creating a magnetic pull that drew us closer. The night air filled with anticipation, and then, in a heartbeat, our lips met in a delicate dance of passion and vulnerability. Time felt like it stood still, and the world faded away, leaving only the warmth of the kiss that spoke volumes.

"Let us cast away the shadows that have haunted us and embrace the light of forgiveness. Together, we shall write a new chapter, one where love blossoms amidst the scars of our past." As their lips met in a kiss brimming with the depths of their longing and the power of forgiveness, Aiden and Chloe felt an electric surge course through their bodies. It was a moment that transcended words, a silent proclamation of their shared desire to leave behind the wounds of the past and embrace a future bright with hope and redemption.

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her: