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Her kiss brings nothing, no romantic feeling, no butterfly on his stomach, just pure disgust. In his life as an actor before, he never allowed any kissing scene nor x-rated film. The farthest thing he allowed is a simple kiss on the cheeks and forehead. Does this make Cali his first kiss? Then, he recalled that they had accidentally had a one-night stand at BGC's private room before, where Cali lost her innocence, so technically, she is still his first in everything. He hated the idea that her dirty lips, who had kissed several men, had touched his lips.

They were dangerously close. She was the first to close the gap, leaning forward to press her lips softly against his. Her inexperience was evident as her hands nervously clung to his neck. At first, Alden hesitated, unsure if he should respond. But within seconds, he cast aside his reservations and deepened the kiss, his lips meeting hers with passion.

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

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.

Ever. My heart melted when he finally kissed me back, painfully slow, as if he was trying to fight his own instincts and conceal his anger. An arm made its way to my neck, and I followed his movement, holding the back of his neck and savoring his lips. This felt so right. He was being so gentle and slow, as if he was trying to pour all of his hidden feelings into the kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but due to a lack of oxygen, I finally had to pull away.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

With a sudden, fierce motion, she pulled him down and crushed her lips to his in a breathless, deeply passionate kiss. The ballroom erupted. A blinding storm of paparazzi flashes illuminated the room as a collective, thunderous gasp rose from the crowd. The touch of his mouth was a violent shockwave, her fingers tangling in the thick hair at the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss. For a fraction of a second, Kasen's muscles went rigid with surprise. But then, his raw, protective instincts broke free. His large hands came up, wrapping around her bare waist, pulling her flush against his chest as he returned the kiss with a desperate, burning heat.

"There are a lot of kissing scenes in that movie. There's one in the bathtub, one in the snow, and one where they had to kiss to feed the medicine. When I read the novel from which this movie was adapted, I couldn't help but screech aloud. "I wonder if the two of them can portray a steamy enough image to get my heart beating fast." "Ooh, I can't wait. I heard that this is the first time Jazzie is kissing on-screen. I wonder if her boyfriend will be jealous when he sees it." Ethan couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard those words. He wondered what kind of stupid role Jazzie had taken. She had to flirt and kiss other men. The mere thought of it made Ethan feel as though someone had l

His warm and lemony breath brushes across my face, creating this desire inside of me, but I know to hold back…only a kiss. He gently presses his lips against mine. The warmth, increased wetness, and sensual touch of his lips struck the match and lit that wildfire inside of me and I’m not sure how to control it. His hands caress my back and waist as he gently slides his tongue against mine. My shoulders drop, relieving every ounce of tension from me. I’ve been kissed. I’ve been fucked. But I’ve never felt an emotion like this, from one simple kiss in my entire life. Fuck any amount of money he has; this kiss is worth more than a million dollars.

Instead of answering, I stood on my toes and kissed him. The world exploded into sensation. Lucian's lips were warm and demanding, his hands tangling in my hair as he pulled me against him. I could taste the danger on his tongue, feel the barely controlled violence in the tension of his muscles. This was insanity, but I didn't care anymore. He backed me toward the door, his mouth never leaving mine, hands roaming down my back. We stumbled inside, knocking into furniture, desperate and graceless and perfectly reckless. "Sienna," he breathed against my neck, and the way he said my name made me forget my own moral boundaries.