A Million Kisses In Your Lifetime Pdf Novels & Stories

He bent down and kissed her. this kiss was completely different than anything that he had ever experienced before. The same could be said for her as well. It was like time completely stopped still. There was nothing around them except just the other's energy. It was consuming, and it was gentle but at the same time had a force behind it that was more than either one of them had ever experienced before. This was a kiss that you shared once in a lifetime with one person. Your person. Not many people had the chance to experience something like this. As his hands went to her face and her hands went to his waist, they didn't move or even deep in the kiss. It was just one of those things that were

“You are fertile ground. Ready for a new life. Ready to be reborn.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, parting it slightly. “Through me.” My breath hitched. He leaned closer. Kissed me—slow, deep, reverent. Like a blessing. Like a claim. I melted into it. His hands slid to my waist, pulling me forward until I straddled his lap on the cushion. The kiss turned hungry. His tongue stroked mine, tasting, claiming. Hands roaming up my back, tangling in my hair, down to grip my ass.

“Kiss the person to your left for fifteen seconds. Tongue optional but encouraged.” The person to Lisa’s left was a girl named Sofia—brunette, shy smile, already tipsy. Sofia’s eyes went wide. Lisa didn’t hesitate. She turned, cupped Sofia’s jaw with one hand, and pulled her in. The kiss was slow, deliberate, performative—lips parting, tongues visible for half a second before Lisa tilted her head and deepened it. Sofia made a small surprised sound, then melted into it. Fifteen seconds felt like forever.

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

People should stay in your life forever, not just for a while. -Get out of the car, sweetie- His face was pressed against the glass of my window, drawing a laugh from my parched lips. I got out and stared at the sidewalk. He lifted my chin and kissed me. It looked like it was going to be short, but he tangled his fingers in my hair and refused to let me go free. He kissed me with the fury that he knew was inside him all the time, with violence. It was a kiss full of confused feelings and many of them contrary. It was too much for it to seep into my brain. I only felt sadness, because this was going to be my last memory. It sounded like goodbye although he knew he was coming back soon, he fel

Emily shook her head. "No." You always lose him. "No." Every lifetime. Emily covered her ears. "Stop!" Every time you love him, he dies. Kael held her. "Don't listen." Emily looked at him. "What if it's true?" "It's not." "You don't know." "I know you." She shook her head. "What if loving me is what kills you?" Kael's expression softened. "Then I'll still choose you." Emily stared at him. "Why?" "Because I'd rather have one lifetime with you than a thousand without you."

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

This is the dawn of a new day and the start of our new life together. Bastian squeezes my hand tighter in his and I can't stop smiling. My face already hurts from smiling so hard, but I know I won't be able to stop. I don't want to stop. I'm happier than I ever could have imagined. Bastian leans forward and kisses me again. This time it is just for the two of us, a sunrise kiss that promises a lifetime of joy. I kiss him back, knowing that we have a lifetime of sunrise kisses before us.

“Because I don't want to wait anymore. I'm done waiting. I needed to kiss you, at least once.” “Just once?” My heart stalled a little. I wanted to kiss him far more than just once. Billions of kisses wouldn't be enough. “At least once,” he clarified, bending his head to mine again. “But I'm not sure that even a million would satisfy me now.” “Ms. Page!” An urgent cry came as the door opened and interrupted my perfect night. Standing in the doorway was the party coordinator, looking incredibly flustered. Her hair was mussed and her cheeks red.

She wiped her tears using the sleeves of her blouse then sat at the floor. She looked at the paper she was holding in her hands as tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked at her neat handwritten signature at the bottom left side of the paper then at the black right bottom side. If Kenny puts his signature at the right bottom side of that paper, then that would be the end of the relationship between her and Kenny. Would she take it? Yes, she would,because she could not lie to herself anymore. Natasha didn't want to continue living in fantasy that she had Kenny as a lover and husband. She had found out that she was just a blood bank for his girlfriend.