Goodnight Kisses Novels & Stories

Our foreheads were touching each other breathing deeply. "W-What is that for?" I asked breathlessly while still closing my eyes. "Goodnight kiss, My Shasha," he said and kissed my forehead. I woke up and fell in love with him. His goodnight kiss was delicious. He smiled. "Go inside, I'll watch you hmm..." I nodded and smiled. "Goodnight too, thank you Thyro, I know you're tired but you chose to take me, sleep when you get to your mini house, okay?"

"Noah, no hickeys!" He smirked, licking his lips. "Okay," he murmured as he buried his tongue in her mouth again. By the time she was able to put a stop to the kiss, it was probably one of the longest goodnight ones to date. They'd been standing outside her bedroom door for what was at least a solid twenty minutes, and their kiss goodnight had escalated to his feeling her up completely over her robe, resulting in barely-suppressed moans from her. So much for slowing things down.

I kiss the top of her head gently. “Good night, kitten.”

He slowly lifts his head, his gaze tracing a path up to meet mine. I slowly lean in, and my lips find his. The kiss is soft, not a hurried fire but a slow, tender promise. It tastes sweet. In this passionate kiss, I pour every ounce of my love. As we draw back, my lips kiss his forehead. “Everything's gonna be okay.” He brings my warm palm up to the chilling curve of his cheek, holding it there, his eyes on mine, as he devoutly kisses my fingers. “I think I know where we can find Prince.”

That truth had followed me my entire life, but I'd never felt it like I did now. Never felt it like poison in my veins. My phone buzzed against the metal bench. Notifications lit the screen like fire. "Injured Prodigy Kade Kingston Caught Kissing Mystery Girl" "Who Is She? Crawford's Golden Boy's Secret Romance" "EXCLUSIVE: Video of Kingston's Late-Night Kiss Goes Viral" I opened one. Grainy footage of us inside Venom, her lips pressed to mine, my hands tangled in her hair. The comments section was a wasteland.

She stood on her tippy toes and kissed him on his lips. "I don't want you with any woman again," she said to him wrapping her arms around his torso. "I want to sleep now, take me to bed," She said yawning and he chuckled. He carried her in his arms and placed her on the bed, before he could move, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Give me my goodnight kiss," She demanded with a baby voice. He leaned down and kissed her lightly. "You are mine okay but you have to ask me to be yours," She said to him. She was suddenly becoming more bolder with words.

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

"I've always wanted to kiss you. And well you're mine now and I liked it. I liked kissing you. You tasted like sugar." "I ate a cookie at lunch, butter pecan. Noona's favorite," I explained. Chelsea took a deep breath and leaned towards me. "I want to do it again." "Okay," And Chelsea kissed me. She kissed me and kissed me and kissed me. By the end of the day I had five more love-kisses in my box. When I got home, mummy told me that noona had gone to heaven. I ran to my bedroom as quickly as I could. I hurried to fall asleep. Just like she promised, I saw her in my dreams, so I told her all about the six love-kisses from my Chelsea.

I smiled, a real one this time. “And I’ll keep killing them until none are left.” “I miss you,” he whispered. “I miss you too, Luca. Every second. But everything I’m doing is for you.” “I know,” he said. “I love you.” My eyes stung. I shut them hard. “I love you more, baby. Now go to sleep, okay? I’ll call you tomorrow.” “Okay… night, Mari.” I hung up, letting the phone rest on my chest.

"Good night, Delilah." A kiss? What does this mean?