Novel & Cerita Don't Delete The Kisses

What else mattered? Their lips met at first tentative and soft, like rediscovering an old song you thought you'd forgotten. The taste was bittersweet — a mixture of absence and longing, of memories both sharp and tender. The kiss deepened gradually, shifting from gentle exploration to fierce desperation. It was the kind of kiss that erased time, that demanded presence, that screamed of survival in a place where nothing else seemed certain.

"Why won't it be good?" Killian completely crushed the remaining distance between them, capturing her lips in a desperate kiss. Elara gasped into his mouth, instantly melting against him as she kissed him back. But just as Killian’s hands slid down to grip her hips, hoisting her higher onto the edge of the desk... Knock. Knock. Killian completely ignored the sound. He trailed his burning kisses down her jawline, his lips dragging open-mouthed against the sensitive skin of her neck.. Knock. Knock. Knock.

Lena huffed. “What the fuck did you just do?” Jess asked. My gaze turned back to her. Eyes wide. Fingers touching her lips. “I just kissed you and I took a picture.” I stated flatly. I glared at the photo for a few seconds. “I guess I could have it edited in three different angles—” “Delete it.” Jess hissed, reaching for me. “I can't do that, Jess.” “Delete it, Rosie.” “No.” “Why the fuck would you do that!” Jess screeched.

I am too young that time. I closed my eyes tightly when I suddenly step forward towards Mr. Woods and kiss him. It was just a fast and a swift kiss. I immediately step back and stared at him. He is looking at me eyes widened. His lips parted while staring at me. "Goodnight, I will get inside already. Bye." I uttered nervously and left him there. What the hell did you do, Kellah Fazandra?????

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

I smiled, a real one this time. “And I’ll keep killing them until none are left.” “I miss you,” he whispered. “I miss you too, Luca. Every second. But everything I’m doing is for you.” “I know,” he said. “I love you.” My eyes stung. I shut them hard. “I love you more, baby. Now go to sleep, okay? I’ll call you tomorrow.” “Okay… night, Mari.” I hung up, letting the phone rest on my chest.

she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m yours,” I replied, leaning down to kiss her again. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and consuming with every second. Scarlett’s hands slid down, finding the towel tied around my waist, loosening it effortlessly. I let it fall away, my focus entirely on her as my fingers moved to the straps of her lingerie.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.