It Was Only A Kiss Novels & Stories

I wave of cold swept through me before he smashed his lips to mine, it wasn't one of those punishing kisses. It was different this time... His lips were gentle and coarse as it searched mine... He went slow and deep inside my mouth, savouring..tasting all I had to offer ..it felt like a lover's kiss . He broke the kiss slowly, straightening to full height, he casted me one last meaningful stare before storming out through the door My knees wobble and I crumbled to the hard floor, I didn't have any more strength in me to stand..

“But it's true. In the end, I can't blame you. That one was a real knockout. Tell me, was he a good kisser?” “Good kisser?” Lina waved her hands as if she were feeling hot. “That’s far from the truth. The guy was great at kissing! He tasted like…Chocolate.” They both giggled, their faces flushed. “It's a shame you didn't get his number...” Maddie lamented. “He doesn't have a friend, does he?” “Yeah, yeah… Such a shame.” “Noah was looking at you with the face of someone who ate something really bitter,” Lina puffed out her chest and pouted. Maddie knew that when she did that, it was because she had messed up. “I can't believe it, you did it on purpose!”

And then there was that kiss. It hadn't been much. Just a brush of his lips against hers. It didn't linger. She didn't even get to taste him, not really, although she thought she had a pretty good idea that he'd taste minty fresh and sweet. Still, he'd kissed her. And it was amazing!

How can she say his name when she did not have a tongue? "Okay." The place will welcome lovers. The place only favor two lovers. It can not differentiate between who is friend or enemy and there was only one way to got out. The others never get out because they never knew what opened the gates. A kiss. It was just a kiss. She put her hands over Hyun's cheeks who was confused but did not say anything. Giselle leaned and softly pressed her lips on his who's eyes went wide. Did she just kiss him?

I was about to give my first kiss to a man for whom I felt nothing, after 24 years of dreaming about how special that moment would be. Roman leans in, and just as I'm about to shut my eyes, there’s a fleeting moment—a brush of lips that’s almost accidental. The kiss is so quick that my lips barely comprehend the shape of his. It’s as if my repelled him, like we were magnets turned the wrong way. I didn’t expect fireworks or a grand romantic gesture. Still… it’s my first kiss. In my fantasies, I envisioned something gentle, significant, and infused with promise. This just felt like paperwork.

It was a short kiss, but it was real. But for Nathan, the world had frozen. His heart began to pound in his chest as soon as their lips met. He had dreamed of this moment since the day she said yes. But no dream could have compared to the heat of her lips or the soft shudder of her breath. It was not a passionate kiss, not an earth-shattering, or demanding one. It was gentle, almost shy. But for him, it was everything.

I nodded but said," still you can't kiss me, we have divorce waiting after exactly four months." He looked at me and smiled shaking his head he spoke," oh baby! That wasn't a kiss it was just a peck." Pulling me towards his lap, he then asked lowly," do you wanna know what a kiss is?" ****

Like it was exactly where she was supposed to be. He kissed her. Not for cameras. Not for a narrative. Not for anyone or anything except the two of them at a window in Singapore with the truth out in the world and thirty years of other people's careful planning finally at rest around them. When they pulled back she was aware of the room. Of Priya very deliberately looking at her laptop. Of Adaeze very deliberately looking at her phone. Of Grace at the table with Catherine. Grace was looking at them. Not with the watchful assessment she brought to everything.

Keyara blinked her eyes, she didn't expect the stranger she kissed to kiss her back. And to make matters worse, the guy was an expert kisser! "Can you even call a kiss like that 'expert'?" she thought. This type of guy should be categorized as a playboy. If he can kiss like that, he must have a lot of experience. They kissed for a whole minute, and Keyara's breath was almost gone from the non-stop kissing. The stranger held onto Keyara's waist tightly, as if to trap her so she wouldn't escape.

I rubbed my stomach, still sore from the miscarriage, and thought, 'I'm sorry, little one. You came at the wrong time.' Swallowing both physical and emotional pain, I replayed Melanie Jacobson's video. Her flushed cheeks, sparkling eyes, and overflowing affection filled the screen. Below, comments were already flooding in. [I was there! I swear, Steven and Melanie were full-on French kissing!] [Wow! Steven's got moves. No wonder she looks so dazed. Did you see Lanie's face?]