A Million Kisses In Your Lifetime นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I must have been out for at least 12 hours if not more. Finally, he listens and shrugs his shoulders before leaning down to kiss me. “I love you, Lillian. You are the love of my life. Now sleep.” He kisses me softly but lingers for a minute while staring into my eyes and caressing my cheek with the palm of his hand.

“I can’t really change your mind, huh?” “Well then, I will wait for you, Alice. No matter how long it will take you to come back, I will never get tired of waiting for you. Alice, you are my life and my everything. Without you, my life is meaningless. So I’m willing to wait for you, be it a hundred years or thousands of years. I love you so much, Alice.” he said and brushed his lips against mine tenderly. Our kiss deepened as tears streamed down our faces. It’s salty because of the tears, but we didn’t let go of each other.

I took in a breath and watched Sophie's eyes flutter open. Her pupils were dilated. She licked along her bottom lip before casting me a bright smile. Kiss 💋 three hundred and fifty-two "With my Chelsea against the auditorium wall." I held my breath, waiting for the next line. The glint in Sophie's eyes told me that the words that I hoped for next would spill from her lips. Leaning in closer, balancing on her tiptoes, she whispered, "And my heart almost burst" She only ever recorded the extra special kisses. Only the ones that made her feel her heart was full. Everytime we kissed, I waited for those words. When they came, she almost blew me away with her smile.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

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.

she answered. “ I don't really care cause I can just watch it on my phone,” he said. “ Then keep quiet and let me watch the movie in peace. Can't you see that the handsome male lead is about to kiss the female lead?,” she replied. “Love... Kiss... S*x... That's what you all ladies know,” he said. Sonia stood up and put Sammy on the chair. Then she stalked towards him. Jayden gulped and steered his wheelchair backwards.

Mirabel exclaimed, staring into cercei’s eyeballs. “Really?!” Cercei said as she smiled joyously. “Yes!His name is Aaron Parker,he is a famous billionaire and he owns one of the biggest and most successful firms in town!” Mirabel said and watched her best friend’s jaw drop. “I honestly had no idea,I wasn’t even close— like how—- , I don’t understand—-,'' Cercei said, looking surprised with her shaky voice, she had never imagined that the stranger she kissed was a billionaire.

His lips are so tender, so sweet, and so gentle. Darn! I want to kiss him for, at least, the whole day. The moment our lips started moving, I knew I didn't want just a peck or a kiss that would last for a few seconds. I wanted something deep; if possible, I wanted this kiss to last forever. He wraps one hand around my back, the other one moving to the back of my neck to keep me steady. Together, we dive deep into this sin. The sweetest sin His touch is magical, and his kiss is undeniably the same. He seeks permission to enter my mouth, and I willingly grant it. Without thinking and without holding back, I let him in, and our tongues took off on the adventure.

I whispered now, throwing my head back in a moan as his lips moved in a soft caress down my neck, tenderly kissing the throat he would choke on a normal day. “And I, you.” His voice caught in a sob that he swallowed. “I will love you in a million lifetimes.” His free hand moved to my shoulder now, pushing my sleeve down to expose my bare skin. Leaning down, he planted a gentle kiss on my skin, and it was a struggle to keep my hands lying flat on my thighs in the sub position. “Thank you for letting me own you.” His lips journeyed down my collarbone and my body jerked, “for letting me love you.”

Leon, standing rigidly at attention, felt the hard shell around his own heart crack a little further. The kiss spoke of a lifetime pact. It held the memory of their first, clash-of-wills kiss in his study, a battle neither had won. It held the desperate gratitude of the kiss after Geneva, a survivor’s benediction. It held all the soft, sleepy kisses of shared mornings and the fierce, protective ones in the face of threats. It gathered every past touch and cast it forward, weaving them into the fabric of a shared future. Time, measured by the slow drip of wax from a candle or the measured breath of the string quartet, lost all meaning. The kiss existed outside of it, in an eternal present of