A Kiss On The Lips Drink Novels & Stories

I just wanted to think of my drink, the soft taste, and nothing but the taste, no her, no him. Focusing on the taste, it was apple-flavored with a hint of mango. It reminded me of her lips, even if it had no mango. Those lips, I had yet to get the full version of that kiss. It was more of a six-second peck, enough to memorize the feeling of her lips on mine and the slight taste of apple. Definitely her lip gloss, but still… she owed me a kiss, just one kiss. Would that be too hard to ask? Has he kissed her before? Was it accidentally or intentionally? Did she enjoy it? Was he any good?

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

It had to be a dream. The intensity of the kiss increased in intensity from tender to insistent. Heat and passion erupted from our lips. Logan's hands went again to the skin on my back like he couldn't get enough of it. His every movement made me hotter. I wanted him so badly I could barely think. His mouth was firm and hungry, his tongue caressing mine like he couldn't get enough of my taste.

I can see his tattoos under his collarbones. "So, what else do you wanna drink?" He asks. "We've got Daniels, Walker.." He continues to blabber about drinks but I didn't really pay attention to it. I was just staring at his lips. Fuck those lips are so plump and so pinkish. So kissable. I honestly wanna taste his lips. I wanna kiss them so hard until I'm breathing in the air he's breathing out. I want my sex to be pressed against those luscious lips. Fuck I wanna ride his face.

Kristian drops us off in town and gives Liana a sweet kiss goodbye. “I’ll look after her” I shout just before she shuts the door. Our first stop is ‘Queens’, a cocktail bar. We both order the Candy Floss Fizz, it’s a combination of Prosecco and Gin, once you put the candy floss on top it fizzes into the drink and tastes delicious. We turn around to scope out the place, the atmosphere is buzzing, people chatting loudly, laughing and dancing. There’s a group of young lads that clearly spend all their spare time at the gym, eyeing up some girls on the dance floor.

The same guy who was the most friendly with teachers and also left many girls in his grade, and even juniors like her, weak in the knees. Lizzy's eyes dropped to his lips and her heart paused its race at the sight of the alcohol droplets that lingered on it, causing it to glisten. She held his face closer, then, slowly and nervously, she used her tongue to lick off the liquid on his lips. The texture of his lips made her ignore the sugary taste of the alcohol and she took his lips in her mouth again, going deeper. After kissing him for a few seconds, she decided to take another look at his drunken face.

She wasted absolutely no time. “Let loose Kiss, it’s fun. I promise” Kylie tries to ease my uncomfort. I try and do as told, suddenly feeling very nervous and overheated. Daniel and Brooks soon find us, drinks in their hands. “I brought you your drink” Daniel smiles, handing me the Strawberry Daiquiri. “Thank you” I kiss his cheek, thankful for the frozen drink. “What are you drinking?” I ask, observing the pink liquid over the ice cubes. “It’s called a Paloma. I wanted to try something different. Its tequila, lime juice and grapefruit soda” He nods.

I feel him lightly touching my face and running both of his thumbs on my cheeks. My lips are parted apart as he keeps on brushing his nose with mine. Within seconds, I feel his lips lightly touches mine—causing me to kiss him back just as soft. I taste alcohol on his lips yet they also taste like oranges. My hands move up to unbutton his shirt and he just let me as he keeps on cupping my face, kissing me like there's no tomorrow.

Levi remarked and chortled, shaking his head. K's bright blue eyes widened for a split second. She masked it off with a deliberate eye-roll. "I'll go get us drinks." She excused herself and marched off into the kitchen. Jesse followed, getting champagne flutes from the cupboard and handed it over to K to pour some Möet Imperial Rosé onto the tall, thin glasses. "Calm down," K whispered against his mouth and then gave him a quick kiss, her lips curved into a big, confident smile. "I'm so excited!"