Chrismas Kiss Novels & Stories

As soon as he's out the door, her hell begins. "Do I look nice, hon?" Klarisse gave a little twirl as Kendra looks at her. She had her hair done for today, made sure to wear the right amount of perfume and make up to accentuate her already beautiful face. She wears that LV dress she bought the other day, feeling the need to a dress up for her husband's homecoming. He has been away for two months now for a business trip in Hongkong. And she terribly missed him, she will make sure that he won't let her go after tonight's dinner.

He said as he brought his lips to mine. When his lips touched mine, I instantly melted from his touch and leaned into the kiss. It was so passionate, urgent and soft all at the same time. He brought his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I brought my right hand to rest on his chest as I kissed him back. A few seconds later, we broke the kiss and Tyler rest his forehead against mine. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Tyler who had his eyes closed. He then opened them and looked at me.

Her hands ended up resting on his chest, “Mine,” he mumbled and smashed his lips on hers, the taste of champagne hitting his tongue as he deepened the kiss. She was drunk and didn't know who she was kissing, Christian didn't care as he cupped her face and gripped the back of her neck firmly, she responded with hunger. Not sure if it was the alcohol working and the loud music playing, but he hoisted her up until her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms wrapped around his neck and sucked on his lips, clawed her hands all over him in desperation. Christian didn't care where they were as he kissed her with lust, felt her body with need and pressed her to him. Her groans and purring had him go

she asked, smirking. The passionate charmer rewarded her with a hearty, masculine laugh that increased her desire for him even more. In response, the lust-filled redhead tried to move her hips to get more of him inside her. However, he countered by shifting his weight to keep her pinned and immobile under his beautifully muscular and firmly sculpted body. All the while, he remained inside of her, still not moving… Still hard. “Aaron, for the love of…” “Di, this is the first Christmas that I have my mate with me. I just wanted to tell you how important you are to me by being the first to greet you… Merry Christmas, Cherry Pie.”

I slide the ring over Gabe’s left finger, grateful to see it fits perfectly. “Now, Gabe, you may kiss the bride.” The pastor says with a wide smile. Gabe steps forward without any hesitation. He takes me in his arms, leans in and gives me an electrifying and thorough kiss. I melt into him, and my heart feels content in a way it never has before. He’s all mine. The audience goes insane. They cheer and clap. I can hardly hear anything at all. But I don’t need to. When I look at Gabe, he mouths the words, “I love you”. It’s the only thing I need to know.

"This is us…real, dirty, forever." By New Year's Eve, the list was checked off, but we weren't done. Curled by the fire, his fingers tracing my wax scars, I whispered, "Write a new one? With you." He kissed me deep, tongue claiming. "Hell yes. Merry fucking Christmas, Kelly."

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

I didn't want to spend even another second with him. A cold gust of wind swept past my face. It was the first time in my life that my mind felt so clear and free. I had just turned the corner when an arm shot out and dragged me into a dark dead-end. I didn't even get a chance to scream before my lips were captured in a searing kiss. Dylan kissed me impatiently and fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow me whole. "I heard that you broke up with him," he panted heavily next to my ear, unable to suppress the glee in his voice. "I broke up with Trixie too. Will you be my girlfriend, Giselle? You're driving me crazy, you little seductress."

I feel force on my collar, and the next thing, I know is my lips being blessed by hers. She dragged and is kissing me. Christiana Duran is sharing a kiss with me!

Dedicated to @yu-tanit. "By the power invested in me," the minister began as he looked at the couple standing before him and all the people whom had come to witness and celebrate this day with them, "I announce you man and wife," he smiled at them, "you may now kiss the bride." Everyone got on their feet to cheer them. "Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her..." everybody cheered bringing Chris back to reality. This was it. He was finished as long as he lived. During the whole wedding, all he did was to zone in and out and most of the time he zoned out.