Could I Have This Kiss Forever Song Novels & Stories

Only our ever-lasting love and every now and then, when we trod on each other's foot, our giggles fill the place. "Can this be our forever?" She asks me as I twirl her around. "It is our forever, Amber," I tell her. We pause as the music ends. We strike an end pose, one where she’s safe in my arms. Then, I kneel to plant a kiss on her knuckles, after which, I stand tall in front of her once again. She pulls me in for a passionate kiss. After the kiss, I ask her, “Tesoro, do you know what this necklace means?” She asks, confused, “It’s a symbol of our forever, our eternal love?”

To admit his flaws, to give explanations for his wrongdoings, in front of so many influential people — it was on another level. My heart melted. Tears escaped my eyes before I could stop them. Ryan came to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. Not a peck, not a staged kiss for the cameras, but deep, passionate, consuming. His lips pressed against mine with urgency, with desperation, with a rawness that spoke of regret and longing. It was as though we poured all our emotions into that kiss — the years of silence, the pain, the love we had buried. For a moment, I believed there was hope. That maybe, just maybe, we could give ourselves another chance.

he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "I love you more, Mason Cyrus" I whispered, kissing him gently before pulling back with a smile. My fingers played with the tiny infinity pendant resting against my collarbone. "Why infinity, though?" He chuckled, that boyish smile tugging at his lips. "Hmm... I don't know. Maybe because you're forever mine?" His eyes flicked from the necklace to my face "What does that even mean?" I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Well, it means I'll always be with you. Forever."

"I'll spend forever making it right." "Forever's a long time." "Not long enough." He kisses me again. Deeper. And for a moment, the world disappears. No FBI. No Darius. No missing son. Just him. Just me. Just this.

As if he wanted to mark me again, remind me that I was his—body, soul, and every heartbeat in between. Our breaths knotted. Our bodies effortlessly melted into one another. Every second of that kiss screamed the same truth neither of us dared to voice: that love this consuming could never fade. No matter what the people said, no matter what they saw between us, this…this was meant for forever and eternity.

Not even caring that her parents or my brother and ex-were in the room, I cupped her face in both hands and gave her the biggest, most passionate kiss I could muster. 'You're mine forever'. I mumbled against her lips. 'Forever isn't long enough!'

"I want this. I want you. Forever." He smiled, a tender expression softening his features. "Forever," he echoed, leaning down to kiss me gently. The tenderness quickly gave way to a fierce passion. Our kisses deepened, becoming more urgent. He moved over me, his body pressing against mine, and I gasped at the sensation.

And I was too. The kiss wasn’t as long, because she somehow got snapped back to reality, I still feel a rush the moment I remind myself of the passionate lip lock we shared. The kiss wasn’t just hunger, it was a need, a devotion, almost like a pure melody sung out of a gold harp played in that serene surrounding. Her lips had a taste, different from the ones I had ever felt against mine. But it made my heart sink knowing I can’t be fooling around her again, knowing how it ended this time.

“Are you serious? My entire life will never be enough to thank the Goddess for giving me you. It feels as if I dreamed you, and she made you real. Tears pricked my lashes as he lowered his forehead to mine, his voice breaking into a whisper meant only for me. “I love you forever, ma petite.” Overcome, I pulled him down to me. Our lips met in a kiss that was fierce, unrestrained, overflowing with everything words could not carry. Passion, gratitude, and eternity poured into that single moment, sealing our love as surely as any crown or vow. The wars were behind us. The dawn ahead belonged to our children. And in Chad’s arms, with his kiss branding me as his forever, I knew: love had won.

His kiss seals the promise. And for the first time in a long time, I believe in forever.