Gentle Kiss Mga Nobela at Kwento

Naisip ko na ginawa nya iyon para sa akin kasi nalaman nito na may balak akong magpaligate. "I love you so much, Colten," I whispered, my voice carrying the weight of every emotion I felt for him. With a gentle touch, I leaned in and pressed my lips against his, savoring the fleeting moment of connection. It was just a short kiss, but in its simplicity, it conveyed volumes of affection, gratitude, and devotion.

At sa bawat galaw niya, ramdam ang kontroladong lakas, likas na kumpiyansa, at awtoridad. Natigilan siya nang muli kong kinabig ang kanyang mukha, at ako na mismo ang sumiil sa kanyang mga labi. Hindi ko na napigilan ang sarili ko. I was intensely longing for this kind of kiss—one that sits between restrained hunger and deep affection. It was slightly aggressive yet undeniably passionate, a kiss that only a gentle giant like Gabriel could give. Isang tunog ng pagbukas ng pinto ang siyang nagpahiwalay sa aming mga labi. Si Gia. Nagkabulagaan kami. Hindi ko alam na nasa harapan na pala kami ng kuwarto niya.

A tiny, tiny movement— her knee bumping mine her hand tightening on the blanket her lips tilting upward by a fraction of an inch— But it was enough. It was permission. It was everything. I closed the last inch of space and kissed her. Soft. Warm. Devastating. Her breath broke against my mouth. She didn’t kiss back at first—too shocked, too stiff. So I kissed her slower. Gentler. My hand cupped her cheek, thumb brushing lightly. She melted.

He kissed her gently at first—like a butterfly sipping pollen from a flower. And oh, that was one of the things she missed the most—his tender kisses. Later on, his kisses went deeper—a kiss so consuming none of them would like to stop. Her hands crawled to his back as she responded with equal longing. This—This moment was what she had been thinking of for the past four weeks. The moment that she's back in his arms again. Later on, his kisses went back to gentle. Then slowly, their lips parted, keeping mere inches away from one another, staring calmly into each other's eyes.

"I love you, Janine. I've loved you since the moment I met you." "I love you too. Alam ko na 'yan, palagi mo naman sinasabi sa akin," natatawa kong turan. "Kahit na, hindi ako magsasawang sabihin yun sa 'yo." Gemar leans in, his eyes never leaving mine. He gently cups my face, his thumb caressing my cheek. I close my eyes, leaning into his touch. Slowly, Gemar closes the distance between us, pressing his lips against mine in a tender kiss. I respond instantly, wrapping my arms around his neck as I deepen the kiss.

She wrapped her hand around Allyna’s neck and pulled her down for a deep, burning kiss—one designed to leave a lasting mark. Allyna gasped softly against Elle’s lips, her hesitation melting away with the unexpected fire of the kiss. A tender sigh escaped her as she surrendered completely to the warmth, her hands reverently cradling Elle's face. Her thumbs traced the soft line of Elle's cheekbones gently, grounding them in the quiet space they shared. She leaned in carefully, ensuring she never pressed too hard, responding to the kiss with slow, breathless devotion that felt more like a sacred homecoming than a conquest.

It also lowers cortisol levels so you feel more relaxed, making for a good time all around. "Remember when we first kissed? What I did was peck on the lips kiss. It is the simplest way to kiss a partner. It is the simplest form of showing affection. You just simply touch your partners’ lips with your own and then during a peck, the lips of both partners are usually closed and slightly puckered. This a great way to have a first kiss with someone you like or are going out with as it is intimate enough but also not as intense as making out with them. There is also no way you can go wrong with it, as it doesn’t need any technique or practice."

With a tight smile and fervent blush on my cheeks, I sheepishly nod my head as I gave him my permission, He slowly leaned forward until our face is just inches away from each other, his muscular body carefully hovered my upper body, he tilted his head and I close my eyes when his lips brushed against mine, with a loud thump in my chest and my heart beat accelerated, I felt his soft lips on mine.. It was a passionate and gentle kiss, his lips were moving slowly against mine like he's savouring every moment of our lips being connected, the familiar warm feeling started to mew up me again..

He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, putting an end to all the doubts, the arguments, and the agonizing distance that had stretched between them. The kiss wasn't like his usual commanding demands. It was a breathless, aching plea for forgiveness. He tasted of rain and the wild panic of the chase, his lips moving against hers with a raw fervor that stripped away her defenses. Elena let out a soft sigh against his mouth, her fingers tangling into the thick, dark hair at the nape of his neck. The walls of her insecurity began to crumble under the sheer, suffocating weight of his devotion.

Sa halik niyang iyon, natagpuan ko ang kapayapaang matagal kong hinahanap. As the kiss intensified, Dylan's hands found his way to my waist, his fingers gently caressing the small of my back. The touch was gentle, almost reverent, as if he was afraid I might break. But there was an underlying strength in his grip, a silent promise of protection and devotion.