Hugs And Kisses Novels & Stories

He's such an idiot. I near my face at his arm but when I'm about to kiss it, I punch it harder now. "There, there...I hope it will make you feel better baby." I laugh. "No kisses until it's official." I warned him. "I only like hugs, warm Olaf hugs." Maddox smiles, "Cuddles too?" I nod in agreement. Maddox sighs, contently, "Some people are just worth melting for..." he quotes.

, Darika said as her eyes were down playing with her ornaments, Completely missed how his Adam's apple Bob up and down the moment her dress fell on the floor. "Okay, then kiss me", Arthit said and Darika nodded her head in agreement. Darika pecked on his cheeks and Arthit rolled his eyes at her childishness. "I told you to kiss me, which means you have to kiss me on my lips", Arthit spoke while continuing to stare at her. His words made her puff her cheeks. "This is called Chumma, not a kiss", Darika huffed slightly because according to her kissing on their lips meant Chumma which is why when he asked her to kiss.

When I was breathing normally again, he asked " what?" "Uhhhh, my drugs are with you" "Really?" I nodded "Ah! You said you're gonna show me what a kiss is when we get back here" Good, I remembered the word! ,"Really? You want me to show you what a kiss is?" I nodded again. "Now?" I nodded. Why is this suddenly feeling weird? "Alright Maid, this is a kiss. But unfortunately, there are many types of kisses. There's a normal kiss, there are rough kisses, sensual kisses, french kisses, and all at the same time"

“I can’t leave you here.” “It’s alright,” I sighed. “Just tell them I met some people I knew here and needed to do some catching up. And…I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.” “Embarrassed? Why would I?” he grinned. “Okay. If that’s what you want. I’ll take you back later.” He suddenly pulled me in a hug and kissed my forehead. I was surprised. They say a kiss in the forehead was a sign of genuine love and respect. Did he meant it that way too?

The hug was tight, a desperate embrace that sought solace and connection in the midst of their contract marriage. Emily held Ethan, as if nothing else existed, finding comfort in their warm bodies pressed together, suddenly remembering he was the first person he encountered after her grandmother kicked her out. In that moment, time seemed to slow down. Their heart beat in sync, the rhythm of their breaths intertwining as they pulled back slightly, their eyes meeting for a second, there was a sudden spark of attraction, undeniable in the way they stared at each other like a silent understanding passing through then. With a gentle hesitation, their lips met in a tender kiss. It started off wit

The hug wasn’t just a greeting—it was a welcome back to something she hadn’t realized she’d been missing all along. Salvador returned her embrace with equal warmth, the deep affection he held for his granddaughter evident in the way he wrapped his arms around her as if trying to make up for all the lost time. Unsatisfied with just a hug, he gently pulled back, pressed a soft kiss on her forehead, and then pulled her close once again. The gesture wasn’t rushed—it was lingering, filled with sincerity and the unmistakable tenderness of someone who had waited a long time for this moment. His joy was palpable, like a light radiating from his every movement.

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

She passed it to me and said, "I've been sick for a while now, girlie, but the memories that make me feel better are the ones where your grandpa kissed me. Not just everyday kisses, but the special ones, the ones where my heart almost burst from my chest. The ones that grandpa made sure I would never forget. The kisses in the rain, the kisses at sunset, the kiss we shared at our prom... The ones where he held me close and whispered in my ear that I was the prettiest girl in the room." I listened and listened, my heart feeling full. Noona pointed to all the hearts in the box. "This box is for you to record your thousands of heart busting moments, All the kisses that make your heart almost bur