Good Morning Kiss Novels & Stories

In every breath. His face is so close now that I can see the tiny flecks of gold in his green irises. Feel his warmth. His breath on my lips. — Lina, my name is only a hoarse whisper, laden with everything left unsaid between us. — We're going to destroy everything, I whisper, my eyes blurry. — Maybe. His hand slides up my arm, a slow, burning caress. But some things deserve to be destroyed. When his lips brush mine, it is both a surprise and an inevitability. An electric shock runs through my entire body, making every fibre of my being vibrate. The kiss is soft at first, hesitant, as if testing boundaries. Then it becomes more insistent, more desperate.

Sparse gray hair framed her gaunt, elderly face. When she saw Marigold and me walking hand in hand, with Daniel, now toddling along, her lifeless, dull eyes suddenly flared with astonishment. It was like a brief flicker of life in a dying flame. I smiled before saying, "Ms. Callaghan, I almost forgot to tell you—today marks 23 years since Mari and I met. Don't you think it's a wonderful day to celebrate?" "You… You…" Florence stammered, but no coherent words came out.

I kissed the back of her neck. "I'm mad at you." She whispered back. I loosened my arms so she could face me. I kissed her lips. "What did I do love?" "You came in late and made me wait before you came to say hey." She pouted. I laughed softly. " I'm sorry babe. I had some things I needed to take care of. Why don't I give you that hello now?" I pulled her close and kissed her. I wasted no time in getting on top of her and showing her how much I missed and love her.

Captivated by her beauty, he leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to her soft, rosy lips. Gowthami stirred at his touch, her eyes fluttering open to meet his loving gaze. A smile graced her lips as she returned his kiss, a silent exchange of affection that spoke volumes of their deep connection. "Good morning," Rajeev whispered against her lips, his voice filled with warmth and adoration. "Good morning," Gowthami replied, her voice soft and melodic. They exchanged affectionate smiles before getting up to start their day. After freshening up, they joined Abhi and Sashi for breakfast, the air tinged with excitement for the day ahead.

I look at myself once again before knocking on her door. "Lovely morning!" She greeted opening the door wide for me. I give her a morning kiss on her lips before responding. With a heart brimming with joy, she greeted him with a warm embrace and a radiant smile, her eyes reflecting the depth of her affection for this special someone knocking on her door early in the morning. Her genuine smile was refreshing and addicting. "Good morning love!" I smiled responding to her warmth and sweet greetings. I'm getting used to it and missing every time she's not around. Can I just keep her and have this sweet moment every morning?

I reply walking out of my bedroom disappointed I did not get a decent good morning kiss. As I am half stomping away, I feel Matt take my hand and pull me back in his arms. He leans down and starts kissing my neck and makes his way to my lips. “Good morning,” he murmurs, as he smiles against my lips. I smile back, “This is a much better good morning,” I reply cheekily. He chuckles.

He said softly and placed a kiss on my neck. "And how would be the friendly way to say good morning?" "The first step would be by saying good morning with a huge smile on your face. Then the second step would be by placing a big kiss on my lips that would lead to a hot make out session and the third would be by taking a shower with my and then breakfast." He spoke as though he was a biology teacher that was teaching his student how to to dissect a frog. "You're so weird." Was the only reply I thought to give.

I just found myself slowly turn a blind eye. His lips felt so gentle and warm. My hand clawed at the nape of his neck as the kiss began to grow stronger. No one has ever kissed me like this, even Lester; we do not share this kind of kiss. I seemed to be under his spell, so I forgot to breathe. But it was as if I woke up to a beautiful dream when he let go of me. “That was sweet,” he whispered. *** “GOOD MORNING, MA’AM!” Karen greeted me with a smile on Monday morning.

The next morning, I woke up to the soft feel of lips brushing against my forehead. At first, I thought I was dreaming. The kiss was so gentle, almost like a whisper. My eyes fluttered open slowly, adjusting to the golden morning light slipping through the thick curtains. For a moment, everything was quiet and calm, and then I saw him. Kai.

The moment I shifted slightly, his eyes fluttered open, and his grip around me instinctively pulled me closer. I chuckled as I looked up and spotted the smile forming on his lips, “Good morning, my love,” I whispered, and his eyes opened fully in response. The sight of his warm eyes staring into mine was enough to send spikes of heat rushing through me. “Good morning,” he rasped back as he leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips. The kiss was not rushed, nor was it demanding. Instead, it was like the fulfillment of a promise between us. It took minutes if not hours before we both finally pulled away.