Novel & Cerita It Was Only A Kiss

It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a language of longing and affection that needed no words. Unable to resist, I leaned in further, deepening the connection. Our bodies moved closer, as if drawn by an invisible force. It was a kiss that felt like an eternity, yet passed in the blink of an eye, leaving an indelible mark on my heart and a promise of more to come.

He knows me so well, and he takes such good care of me. I’ve been battling my feelings for Isaac since we kissed. Now, let me clarify something here: the kiss wasn’t just a simple peck, like a “happy new year” type of kiss. No, this was a lover’s kiss. Long and deep, with emotion and years of unspoken want in it. At the time, Isaac was the only one who had any feelings more than friendship, but afterward, I questioned everything. No one had ever kissed me like that, and no one ever had me thinking about a single kiss every day for over a year after it.

"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.

I pulled my phone from my pocket slowly. Not trembling. Not shaking. Calm. Because the moment felt important. And important moments require proof. I edged closer, staying in shadow. I heard Iris say… “With you, I’m just Iris.” That did it. That sentence alone could burn everything down. Then.. They leaned in. The kiss wasn’t wild. It wasn’t desperate It was worse Soft. Familiar. Like memory. Like they’d done it a hundred times before. I hit record. Just a few seconds.

My voice was not judging. At that time, the female waitress dropped our menu on the table. She picked up her cutlery and finally replied me. " Yeah, in time past. It was just a fling, although. We had no strings or feelings attached to whatever we did." Then, I realized there was no way I would start something with the cute guy. ...... During the evening time, after we were done sightseeing, I decided to call Stan to pick me up. He picked after the second ring.

Go get one in the stockroom, dear… " Kendra emphasized the word and looked at her meaningfully. Her sidekicks giggled as if on cue. Kara felt the chill as it crept in her spine remembering what happened to her in the stockroom. She immediately went to her chair and carried it out. As she was about to pass by the group, Sean threw his leg and she tripped on it. She felt a little thud, her head bumped to the tiled floor. "Oh, I never thought you're that clumsyyy! Here let me help you…" Kirk said as he offered his hand. He cannot stop himself from smiling. Kendra and her gang were laughing out loud and some of her classmates as well. She slapped his hand and stood slowly. She could fee

They looked too good to resist. “God, you’re poison,” he groaned into my ear. I bit my lip without meaning to. “Biting your lip only makes me want to kiss you more.” He yearned. “Then do.” “I’ll be back soon,” he said again, loosening his grip and turning for the door,but stopped. And in the very next breath, he turned back, stormed toward me, and crushed his lips against mine. The kiss wasn’t gentle, at all. It was fire meeting gasoline, clashing and consuming. His hands gripped my face with a desperation that stole the breath right out of me.I clutched at his shirt, tugging him closer like I needed him to stay or I’d drown.

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.

“If anything, you're too good.” I let out a nervous breath that sounded almost like a giggle. “You're okay with dating a girl with about three hundred dollars in her bank account? It's going to make it a little tough for me to split the bill at the opera.” He grinned. “The guy's supposed to pay anyway on a date.” I wasn't sure if he kissed me, or if I kissed him. Either way, our lips connected just the way they were supposed to. It was the sweetest kiss I had ever had. It was love.

Kissed me good enough that if I had been wearing socks, they would have been knocked off. It felt freeing to kiss him, knowing that everyone already knew and supported us. “Wow,” I said, breathless from his kiss. That man knew how to use his lips in the best possible way. The kiss was short and sweet, but it still made me swoon. We were officially a couple now, especially if we were kissing in front of restaurants. “Blech. Some of us would like to eat,” Gabe said, gently pushing past us to get to the door. “Seriously, get a room.”