Ian Mickey Kiss Novels & Stories

I whispered, leaning up on my tiptoes to place a soft kiss on his lips. He groaned, then attacked my mouth with hungry, desperate need. The wind was taken from me, and all I could breathe in was him. As we stood there kissing, a deep chuckle sounded from behind. The smell of spicy musk was beginning to mix with Miles’s drunken sweet flavor. “Are you getting started without me?” Mick asked. His hands glided on my back. Miles released my lips, resting his forehead on mine while sucking in panted breaths. I giggled, turning to look guiltily at an amused Mick.

"Come on, Tyler. Quit playing around." He tapped his hand on his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek. That's all I ask." I looked at him for a long while, weighing my options. It was just a kiss on the cheek right? I think I could do that. Finally, releasing a heavy breath, I said. "Fine." I leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Just then, Tyler move my phone in front of us, while I kissed his cheek. By the time I looked at the phone to see what he did, he moved the phone from my reach again and began to type something on my phone.

A smile graced his lips, “I really loved our little date.” I grinned widely, “Yeah, me too.” He smirked, “So, do I get a kiss at the end of this date?” I tapped my chin pretending to think, then looked at him with a smirk that matched his, "If you play your cards right, you just might." He laughed then his hand wrapped around my neck, and I tilted my head up to meet his lips in the middle. My heart raced as I wrapped my arms around him. A foreign feeling surged in my chest, making my heart leap. The way our lips moved felt… magical.

Lou's breathing is driven, in jerks, droplets of sweat crawl down his temples, fall on his sharp collarbones. She reaches for the screen, licks her lips. Smiling. He asks to kiss her. He reaches for the webcam with his lips. It's hard to think of something more stupid and tender than this kiss. And then she turns off. Maybe by herself. Or maybe the Internet is just disconnecting.

"How? Yes, if you don't want to be my friend. No problem! I just-" "I want to be your friend!" I cut his words quickly. The man was silent, he watched me. I noticed a twitch from the corners of Kevin's lips. Oh my God, she's holding back a smile! Not long before, in the end we laughed together. Though nothing funny! "Okay, now we are friends!" Kevin gave me his hand. I understood what the man meant, so I accepted Kevin's hand and we shook hands. "We be friend. Always be friend!" I said, smiling sincerely at Kevin. ~Next Chapter~ ________________ ___________________

I asked, my insecurities rushing in. “Oh God… I probably was,” I muttered. Damien laughed softly. “You were not bad, Ivy.” “That was… quite an intense kiss,” he added. “Well, I’m happy you liked it,” I whispered, a small smile tugging at my lips. *Damien* Maybe it was the bitterness building inside me… or maybe it was something else. But for a split second, I didn’t try to stop it. I didn’t care. Feeling Ivy’s lips on mine was a rush—pure adrenaline. And for the first time in a while, I felt alive.

I said and turned to go to my room. Since the night that I gave her a kiss by her door, we have been having our meals together and when no one is looking I steal a few kisses from her. Oh so I thought until I saw Maria catch us one day. She has been over the moon but, the sweetest part is Mika sometimes pulls me back for a longer kiss. That girl has me feeling and doing some strange things I never saw or thought I would do.

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.

he finished, and Vic softly nodded. Max filled the palm of one hand with soap and tapped Vic’s shoulder, “as pretty as that face is turn that sweet ass around so I can wash your hair,” he said playfully, and Vic obliged. Max began working the thick soap into her hair, he started from the bottom and began working it through the long blonde tendrils, “I met Mickey when we were in junior high, he was the first boy I ever kissed,” Max admitted and waited for Vic to react but she just tilted her head back more so he could reach higher, “We were on the same junior league team and his family life kinda sucked, his dad was never in the picture and his mom drank a lot and had parties all the time, so

Jordan said in a less cold voice than usual “yes, there is good news and when you hear it you will be jumping like a crazy raccoon” “Hmm, then it must be something spectacular,” “UHmm…our Mickey has finally found himself a girlfriend, he is getting married..” because of hunger Michel had completely forgotten to tell her about the joke, So when Michel heard the sentence about him getting a girlfriend made him choke over his food.