First 50 Kisses Novels & Stories

He made being bad so… so much fun. I bent over to capture his lips in a heated kiss, his tongue thrusting through my lips to fight with mine. I ground my butt harder against his crotch, his precum warm against my quivering entrance. “You owe me five-hundred bucks, Cherry sweetheart.” He chuckled against my lips. I pushed my hair which was falling over my eyes. “Shut up.”

He doesn’t say a word so I take that as a yes; I stand up and sit on the edge of the desk so that I am facing him. “Can I have your first kiss?” I ask, blinking up at him. For a moment, I am scared he’s going to reject me since Kaela’s is in the picture, but then his hands grip my waist in place the same moment his lips meet mine. Ivan Vexmore is a really damn good kisser, my fingers tangles in his hair as he deepens the kiss, I moan out loud straddling into his laps, Ivan inhales sharply, his hand sliding under the hem of my hoodie, his touch barely grazes my bare skin but it’s enough to make me moan out loud.

"NOT ONLY NOT A GENTLEMAN, YOU’RE ALSO PERVERT! THAT WAS MY FIRST KISS, YOU JERK!!!!!!" ***

"Kiss me first." I freeze. "You want to cum? Then kiss me. Show me what you were too good to do ten years ago." She leans down. Her lips are right there. All I have to do is close the distance. All I have to do is give her what she wants. I close my eyes, lean up and I kissed her. Her lips are soft. She tastes like whiskey. The kiss is gentle at first, then deeper as she takes control, her tongue sliding into my mouth, claiming me.

So I couldn't possibly be that good. "You don't believe me? Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Lookin' like a damn snack," he smirked and I blushed. It was getting so embarrassing, I had to shove him and smack his arm a few times to get him to stop. "How many guys have you kissed before me?" he asked me suddenly. "One," "One— What?" his jaw fell open. "Yeah. Blake was my first kiss," "And I'm the only other guy you've ever kissed other than him?"

In the middle of the table two red roses. “I take it you approve my dear.” Maya simply smile looking at him. The thought was just in her mind, in her heart…unexpected laughter leading to the first kiss hello… Thomas stood and gently pulled her into his arms holding her against his frame. “I am a man and am not supposed to admit this kind of weakness but I practically had fallen over my feet the moment I saw you. That first sight of you captivated me in such a manner that I just knew if you could be mine, and you would be the most sensually erotic woman. I was in love with you before I look into your eyes. Did you know how frightened I was when I couldn’t see you for a moment. I also know the

- Yes, do you promise not to say anything? - I want my kiss first. She comes closer and I lean towards her, her chest touching mine, her nipples are hard. She presses against me. She makes me want her. I'm so hard underneath! I grab her in my arms and throw myself onto her lips. For years I've been waiting for this chance, to be able to kiss her. And since I have it, I don't want to waste time. Her soft body melts into mine! I caress her butt, pressing her against my very hard cock.

I had felt a million things but I couldn't put them into words and instead of embarrassing myself and Kaden, why not just make it curt? "The first game we'll be playing is called Lipstick and Kisses. You're going to kiss your partner all over the face in a minute, and the person with the lowest amount of kisses gets a penalty while the winner gets a reward. So let's choose, who does the kisses?" The Blondie asked. "The girls!" Everyone answered immediately. "Come closer, girls. Get ready to kiss your guys!" The Blondie announced and my heart fell. What? Was I… was I going to kiss Kaden all over the face?

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.