How To Teach Someone How To Kiss Novels & Stories

"Will you let me kiss you?" A long pause. Her eyes flicked down to my mouth, then away again. She nodded. Relief bloomed quietly across my chest. "Good," I whispered, a smile teasing the corner of my lips. "I..." Her voice was a little lighter this time. "I don't know how to kiss properly." That made me grin. "Then allow me to teach you." Her lips parted in surprise, and I felt her heartbeat pulse beneath my fingers. She squeezed her eyes shut quickly, fisting her gown.

After he said that, I realized staring at me all through dinner was all face charm. I should have known. I didn't need much education about proper breath since I was equally obsessed with having the perfect breath. My father had brought me up that way. The second step, was the move. This is the first stage of kissing, where your lips touches the other person. Asher had been so detailed, he gave me the impression that his mother must have made him go for kissing classes too. According to Mr Smith, It was professional of me to brush my lips against my partner's, nibble a little before eating deep.

"Is that supposed to be a kiss? Do you need me to teach you how?" Before Dean could respond, he lowered his head and kissed him. This time, it wasn’t a mere fleeting touch, but a deep kiss, filled with intensity, dominance, and an unmistakable sense of control. Shawn's lips pressed firmly against his, his tongue expertly slipping past his teeth, and slithered into his mouth, greedily claiming his breath.

“I think that’s a lovely idea.” “Splendid. Now, first things first.” He pulled her body closer to his again. “I want to teach you how to kiss me.” She gasped, and widened her eyes. “You want to teach me?” He chuckled. “Yes. First thing you need to do is relax your mouth.” He swept his fingers across her lips. “Come now, follow my instructions.” The teasing tone of his voice made her smile. And yes, she even relaxed. Finally. “Good. Now, I want you pretend you’re plucking a grape off the vine with just your lips.” He demonstrated with his own mouth. “Can you do that?”

This time, she rewarded me by kissing me back. I let go of one of her hands, then hooked my fingers on her other hand. She returned my grasp as I deepened our kiss. I held her head with my hand on her face so she wouldn’t move away from me. Although I wasn’t satisfied playing with her lips, I let her breathe. She had never been kissed because she didn’t know how to inhale between kisses. I would teach her later. Her neck was so tempting, encouraging me to taste it, too.

Gosh, why did everything he said or did always make me so out of breath? "B..but I thought today's lesson was that..." I pointed to the TV. He followed my finger and looked at the screen, both characters were now fucking intensely. "What?" He asked, pretending not to understand. Ugh! Stupid guy. "You know...what they're doing..." "That would be tomorrow," "Then what about now?" "Right now I'm gonna teach you how to kiss properly, not just with lips..." "Do you wanna learn?" "Yes." "Good. I'm gonna kiss you now...open your mouth."

I don’t know anyone who can do me this service. - What do you mean you don't know anyone? And what about me? I can teach you; I don't mind. - Really? - Yes, but it must stay between us. - I understand, Aunt; it will stay between us. - Very well, before I go to bed, I will give you your first lesson: kissing. But you know we need to practice if you want to learn well! - I know, Aunt. I must say my aunt is a beautiful thirty-year-old woman, but one would think she is twenty-five.

He looked up when she walked in. “Come here.” He said he had been waiting for her for eternity. She went. He pulled her down so she straddled his lap. Her knees sank into the cushions on either side of his hips. “Tonight you learn how to kiss properly,” he said. He started soft. His lips brushing hers. Teaching her angle with pressure. How to open up to him. How to use her tongue. Then it turned hungry. His hands gripped her ass and pulled her closer. She felt how hard he was under the thin fabric. She rocked against him slowly without thinking.

I wanted him so badly and he knew it. "Shh..." He said pressing my chin up and bringing his body closer. My heart wanted to jump out of my chest when I saw his Adam's apple moved up and down as he swallowed. I felt he clenched his teeth before he pressed his lips on mine, like he's trying to resist it. I accepted his touch and we kissed. It wasn't some big, movie kiss. But it was so passionate, my body started sweating. "Are you coming or what?" Hannah yelled again. If she knew I kissed him, she would flip out. She said she respect Mike only because he is our professor. If he wasn't, she would kill him a long ago.

Now he kissed her in earnest, pouring all of his love and fear and hope into his lips. "Hi there. You okay?" He pulled his face back to ask. She shook her head. "Not for long."