It Is Started With A Kiss Novels & Stories

I saw him smiled and stared away shyly I love you; he said staring at me I stared at his eyes and smiled I love you too; I said shyly He stared at me sweetly I didnt even know when we moved our lips closer to each other Our lips met and we kissed passionately He bit my lips so sweetly He is really a good kisser; I thought We kissed for a very long time He caress my body so sweetly Suddenly, we heard a sound of footstep and someone coughed We quickly unlocked from the kiss OMG! Such a mood spoiler.... . T.B.C

He said so dominantly. Without realising,my lips were sealed with his.My eyes opened widely at whats going on.My first kiss has been stole by Keron the famous musician l didnt see this coming.Whatvisvthis man doing? Butv hey amb really surprised at how incredible his mouth taste.Yes l kissed him back after he wasnt willing to leave my lips The kiss was too gentle and l didnt want it stop.But my heart told me am not doing the right thing.l struggled to be let free from him but was all in vein.His kisses grew more fierce.His hands started messaging and a small moan escaped my mouth .

As the sunlight danced across Krystal's face, Adrian leaned in, closing the distance between them, and planted a tender kiss upon her lips. The kiss carried the essence of their love, a delicate blend of affection, passion, and sweet devotion. It started softly, a gentle exploration of each other's lips, the warmth spreading from their mouths to envelop their entire beings. As the intensity grew, their lips moved in perfect sync, a symphony of desire that resonated within their souls.

Justin moved slowly, closing the space between them inch by inch until his lips brushed against hers—soft, warm, and everything she hadn’t expected yet somehow wanted. The kiss started soft, just a gentle brush of his lips against hers, but it was enough to send a spark through her. Ivy’s heart pounded, each beat echoing in her chest as she leaned in, instinctively deepening the kiss. Justin’s hand found its way to her cheek, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin, anchoring her to this moment as the world around them seemed to fade away.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.

The chair creaked under us, but I didn't care. Our faces were inches apart now. I looked into her eyes, seeing the affection there, the spark that always drew me in. Leaning in, I captured her lips with mine. The kiss started soft, a gentle press, but it deepened quickly. Her mouth opened under mine, warm and inviting, her tongue brushing against my own. I tasted the faint sweetness of her lip gloss, felt the heat building between us. My hands roamed up her back, fingers splaying across the fabric of her dress, pulling her tighter against me.

Her eyes lingered on his lips, and, as if drawn by an irresistible force, she leaned in and kissed him gently. Cassian smiled against her lips, appreciating her sudden initiative, and closed his eyes, savoring the warmth of the moment. The kiss started slow, delicate, as Hailey tried to memorize the way he tasted, the familiar sensation of his lips against hers. It was tender at first, but as the moment deepened, so did the kiss.

Isla could feel every inch of her being awakening to the love she had hidden for so long, and for the first time, she allowed herself to fully embrace it. It was her first kiss, and the moment it happened, Isla knew that nothing would ever be the same. She could feel the warmth of Vincent’s lips lingering on hers, a warmth that seemed to ignite something deep inside her. If time could be turned back, she would offer it to him again without a second thought, for the kiss was not just a fleeting moment—it was a memory that would live within her forever.

"But not as beautiful as you." Katherine turned her face to him, her eyes reflecting the dawn's light, and he captured her lips in a deep, lingering kiss. It started soft, his mouth claiming hers with gentle dominance, tongue slipping in to taste her sweetness. She moaned softly into him, her hand cupping his jaw, the shawl slipping as she shifted to straddle his lap. The kiss deepened, explicit in its hunger, his teeth nipping her lower lip, her tongue tangling with his. His hands roamed under the nightie, fingers dipping between her cheeks to tease her, making her gasp.