Gusley Kiss Novels & Stories

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.

Puffs of smoke wafted from her lips as she ensured it was lit and then she passed it to him. He chuckled at her and took it as she began to do the same to Drake's. He paid her back with a quick kiss and a slap on the rump before she moved past him and stopped at Gus's chair. "Mind if I light this for you?" she asked. Gus smiled and nodded. "Only if I get to swat you on the rear like he did!" He laughed loudly at his own joke, and Kelly couldn't help but find it amusing at how funny he thought it was.

I'll choose kissing her over pranks any day. We stop by Derrick and Camden's locker first and it's at the tip of my tongue to warn them about Rain's prank but I keep my mouth shut. If I'm going to sleep with her, I should start being nice to her. Should I recorded this and send to her as a gesture of good will? I chuckle to myself. Am I really ready to shove my friends under the bus for a chance at pussy? Who am I? Rain and a girl that's dating one of her stoner friends enter the hallway and they try to pretend they're not watching us. Rain's eyes don't meet mine. She's looking everywhere but at me. Glad to see I'm not the only one affected by the kiss.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

There are two sides to every story, but everyone only listens to the heroines. Maybe that’s why I hated fairy tales growing up. My name is Ava Prescott. I’m the girl everyone loves to hate but secretly wants to be. I was from one of the richest families in Rivers City, captain of the cheer team, spoiled, popular, influential, worshipped, and dating the captain of our school hockey team, well, until the so-called heroine snatched my man and made me the butt of everyone’s joke. Well, it's not too late for me. I am Ava Prescott. I never lose. Maybe that’s why when Zane, captain of our sworn rival hockey team, dangled a juicy bait in front of me, I was quick to bite. How better to get back at my

It kept me guessing, forever keeping things interesting, and never grew tiresome. The one distinguishable consistency was how they kissed me. Lucas was the first to dominate me with a searing ardent kiss, parting my lips with his tongue and then sliding it against mine as I reciprocated. Mason’s kiss was softer and filled with tenderness. Grayson's kiss was suggestive, his oral skills mirroring the way he loved to flick against my clit. Alex's kiss was possessive, controlling, and full of an intensity that always left me panting for more.

Giselle whispered softly, almost like a spell. Leon was almost out of breath. His face flushed red, his body stiff as stone. But he didn’t move. Giselle smiled mischievously, then without warning, she kissed Leon’s neck. Her lips touched the warm skin, slowly but fiercely. Leon groaned softly, unintentionally letting out a long breath. “Giselle... stop...” But the words sounded weak. “I know you could push me away if you really didn’t like it,” Giselle murmured, continuing to kiss the skin beneath Leon’s jaw. “But you’re staying silent, which means you’re enjoying this, right?”