Best First Kisses Novels & Stories

" I ask, swallowing hard, my lips trembling. He shakes his head, making me relax. "No." "Then how?" I ask, falling short of breath. "Like this." His lips crash on mine, pushing me back to rest on the couch, while he makes himself comfortable on top of me, but not entirely leaning on me. The clicking sound of our lips set me ablaze with more desire, and I responded to his kiss. His sugary lips taste like the sweetest thing I have ever tasted, and I don't want this taste to end. I want more. I want more of this kiss. I speed up the pace, letting him know how much I want him. Like him, I want to remember this moment as one of the best that I have ever had. If we never get to meet again, I will

But when I noticed Loreign looking at us, even if I didn't like it, to escape from their question and trying to save myself that they were wrong, I kissed the girl back. I didn't even know who was this girl, yet I still pretended, I grabbed her from the waist and the promise I made to myself was broken. I kissed a girl, and worst, I didn't even know her, she’s a total stranger who dare to kiss me out of the blue. My first kiss was this stranger girl. I closed my eyes, and honestly, my heart was pounding, that's weird... was it the feeling when it was your first time kissing someone? Gosh! It was hard to have no experience, I didn’t understand the feeling.

They were so expressive, yet I couldn't quite decipher the exact emotions they held. Moved by a mixture of curiosity and the desire to understand, I lifted my hand and gently brushed my fingertips against my still-tingling lips. At that tender gesture, his eyes softened even further, revealing a depth of tenderness and vulnerability. Unbeknownst to him, this particular kiss held a profound significance for me. It wasn't just any ordinary kiss; it was my very first genuine kiss, a milestone moment that would forever mark the beginning of my romantic journey.

He was staring at her so angrily that she feared that he might actually murder her. Suddenly he did what she least expected from him, he kissed her. It was neither slow nor tender. It was ferocious and punishing. This was the first time he was kissing her. Wasn't first kisses suppose to be slow and gentle? Anyway this man here was the nothing near gentle. He was fierce, ferocious, savage and dangerous. Surprisingly, she didn't hate it, she was even craving for more, she felt that her body was going to betray her soon.

I wouldn't deny the fact that I feel fly at this very moment. This was my very first kiss in my entire life, and I'm getting it from no one else but my brother's friend on his birthday. Suddenly I felt something ticklish intrude into my mouth, and it made me want to melt in his arms. Kyle didn't as much as give me space, he burrowed into my mouth and at the same time, he began to move his hands down my back and further down to my hips. This felt magical. I had no idea this is what it feels like to be kissed. I had played this scene over and over in my head, but I had no idea this was actually what it felt like.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

I promised, going to the door. “One more thing,” he said, crossing the distance between us and taking me in his arms again. I knew his kiss was coming, but even then, I wasn't prepared for it. He took my breath away, stealing it for himself and making me forget that I had ever needed to breathe in the first place. My knees went weak, and my heart pounded in my chest as my body started to heat. I melted into him, relishing his kiss. This was the way to start a morning. “That's better than coffee,” I gasped when he let me go. He chuckled, obviously proud of himself.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

I saw him smiled and stared away shyly I love you; he said staring at me I stared at his eyes and smiled I love you too; I said shyly He stared at me sweetly I didnt even know when we moved our lips closer to each other Our lips met and we kissed passionately He bit my lips so sweetly He is really a good kisser; I thought We kissed for a very long time He caress my body so sweetly Suddenly, we heard a sound of footstep and someone coughed We quickly unlocked from the kiss OMG! Such a mood spoiler.... . T.B.C

He closed the final distance. The first kiss was not an attack; it was a conquest. His lips met hers with exquisite slowness, a meticulous exploration. They were softer than she had imagined, but the pressure behind them was undeniable, demanding. He knew how to kiss. God, how he knew. His mouth moved against hers in a hypnotic back-and-forth that drained all strength from her knees. She sank against the wall, and her body molded itself to his in an act of instinctive surrender.