First Kiss On Lips Novels & Stories

He gazed at me, his eyes daring me not to look away. Before I could think about anything else, he smashed his lips on mine. I was taken aback by the suddenness but instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck. Seamus... Seamus is kissing me and I am kissing him back too!. I couldn't bring myself to stop him. I kissed him, though clumsily, but I was excited to have a man kiss me for the first time. His lips hungrily devoured mine, his tongue claiming what isn't his. Each time his lips glided smoothly on each of my lips, I was stunned by how soft they felt.

Jayla Sparks fly as soon as my lips meet his soft ones. He has the most perfect lips ever. Not too big, and not too small either. They are the right size, they are just perfect. They are a little rough which produces a delicious friction between our lips as they move together, and in sync with each other. At first when I kiss him, he freezes in shock, as though he was not expecting me to do this. After some torturously long seconds though, he recovers from the shock and a soft moan escapes his lips as they start moving with mine.

and kissed me. A burst of pleasant electricity traveled from my lips making my eyes close tightly. Alex's hand rested on the roof beside me while his other cupped my face, eighteen years I've been alive and this is the first time I've ever felt a kiss ... a real one. His warm and soft lips move to awaken the nerves in every corner of my lips that I never realized existed before. Alex broke the kiss after ... I don't know, I can't remember how long.

Then I noticed him peering deep into my eyes, his lips barely a few inches away from mine. He bit his lip as he stared at mine, then proceeded to move slowly as we closed our eyes. His lips touched mine lightly and stayed there for a few seconds as I trembled. He wrapped his arms around me to assist me in regaining my strength and balance. When he noticed I was not trembling anymore, he pressed his lips a little harder and started to give me some lingering kisses. I just froze, unable to respond to the kiss since I do not even know how and what to react to since it was my first time. My first kiss.

Alexander left a love bite on her neck while Marianne kept her fist tightly clenched, trying to steady herself. It was more than she could resist. He pulled back from her neck, his lips finding hers again with a fierce hunger, like a lion claiming its prey. This was the first time they had shared a kiss this deep, and it felt incredible. Marianne's hands instinctively slid up to the back of his neck, holding him close as their lips moved in a passionate exchange.

His eyes searched mine for permission, and despite my racing heart, I nodded. His kiss was soft, tender, and it sent a thrill through me that I had never felt before. It was nothing like what I had imagined a first kiss would be in the books I had read or the movies I had watched in secret. This was real, and it was happening with a man I had grown to trust despite the dangerous world he inhabited. His lips moved against mine, gentle yet firm, and I felt a response in me that was both surprising and terrifying.

Her breath hitches in her throat as he takes her chin with one calloused hand and gently lifts her head to look at him. Both are looking into each other's eyes and then he rolled his fingers on her lips while pressing her lower lip and making her moan, which aroused her parted lips. She closed her eyes tight as soon as his lips landed on hers — omg, the cool water is burning up her skin against his warm lips. He planted a single kiss on her lower lip and grabbed her hair in his fist with his other hand while pulling her head back and sucking her lips like a melt of chocolate. His tongue was sweeping right into her parted lips while exploring her wet mouth —damn, his mouth is so hot on hers,

But I ignore it, closing what little distance is left between our lips. I press my open lips to his, my arms falling to his sides, gripping the fabric of his tux. I start slow and steady, a little nervous because it’s the first time I’ve initiated a kiss between us, and also the first time he's let me take the lead. I like it.

I too wanted the same for a second He slammed his lips on me. Oh, Jesus, he tasted like heaven. How sweet. Charismatic. Moon and Miracle wanted each other. He licked my lips and moved his fingers over my cheek. I tasted his honey-rum flavor. How delicious! I hoped my lipstick to taste good. It was my first kiss.

He moves closer to me, not breaking eye contact. “I’m going to kiss you now. Is that OK?” This is wrong. This is wrong. This will not end well. Those thoughts flow through my mind, but I push them to the side and nod. His warm breath touches my neck, sending shivers throughout my body. His soft lips brush against my cheek, then my earlobe, and finally my mouth. He kisses me gently at first, testing my reactions. Then his tongue slides along my bottom lip, and I moan quietly. He continues kissing me, moving his hand up to my face, caressing my hair as his lips devour mine. The swift intensity of their lips sends my head spinning as I cling to him. As his mouth moves on my arm, I lose all semb