Kiss And Tale Novels & Stories

He did not dare to move, afraid that the slightest movement would break the beautiful dream that he was sinking and obsessed with at the moment. Kisa closed her eyes and kissed him for a long time, her kissing skills clumsy. But Gilbert felt it was one of the best kisses of his life. She kissed him along his jaw and slowly made it up to his ear. Her hot breath sprayed all over his neck and ear. He felt an urge in his body, wanting to break free of his suppression. Suddenly, Kisa whispered something in his ear, and his passionate desire receded at once.

Staying much longer, I waited for the sun to set but I had not been expecting the chaos awaiting me at home. I walked into pictures of us kissing and not only did I get a good beating but my brothers could not hold back as they spread it all over school. Life was more than miserable but not once did I regret that kiss. I was holding up, holding on to the day I would hear someone call Kerl walk back into my life and it did not take long.” Tay smiled watching the smile on Cassandra’s face as she listened attentively like a baby listening to her favorite bedtime story.

she confessed in a soft whisper, before succumbing to the intense passion that engulfed them both Their lips collided in a fervent kiss, tongues intertwining in that familiar dance that never failed to ignite Marissa's desire. His skilled tongue delved into her mouth, igniting a fire within Marissa that threatened to consume them both. She marveled at his ability to evoke such a strong response with just a kiss, as if he possessed the power to unlock every secret desire within her.

'Let us just get this over with. Tales’ hands, who is once firm and defensive became relaxed, and he found himself answering into the kiss. It was as if the tension that had built between them—the quarrels, the taunts, the unspoken words—exploded in this single act. The kiss deepened, their movements are desperate and violent, each trying to assert dominance over the other. Each are exploring each other's mouth as if doing so, they would find something that would satisfy them.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

“Because of you.” He gave a humorless laugh. “Barely.” We stood in silence again. This one is different. Not angry. Just… full of everything unsaid. “I went out to the border this morning,” I said eventually, shifting the weight of the conversation. “With Kira and Valerie. Remember?” He nodded. “Aleksander briefed me.” “Well, he didn’t see what I saw.” I met Viktor’s gaze again. “The kill style. The symbols carved into the bodies. The branding. The wires. The mutilation—it wasn’t random. It was deliberate. Surgical.”

She was crying now, trying to hide it. I kissed her. “I love you,” I said. “Then come back to me,” she said, voice cracking. I turned and walked into the cold morning air. Every step felt heavier than the last. The train station was at the edge of the village. It looked like both freedom and danger. I didn’t look back. Five hours later, the train pulled in with a loud hiss and the sound of steam. I stepped out onto the platform and looked up. There it was.

And then, with a deliberate, controlled motion, Kael pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was firm, yet gentle, measured but full of intent. It lingered, softening, deepening, and taking both of them by surprise. For Cassy, it was overwhelming—the culmination of tension, desire, and unspoken longing. For Kael, it was precise, intentional, and yet undeniably real. When they finally parted, both were breathing slightly heavier. Cassy’s cheeks burned, her eyes shimmering. Kael’s expression remained composed, yet his gaze betrayed the faintest shadow of warmth and satisfaction.

KEAL The kiss I gave her was a promise, a prelude to something deeper than the playful game we’d just finished. I could feel the heat of her skin, the rapid flutter of her pulse beneath my lips as I trailed them down her neck. The scent of her arousal, sweet and musky, filled my senses, and a possessive, tender hunger bloomed in my chest. I didn’t want to take her right here, not yet. I wanted to savor. To worship her body first.

He pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes with an intensity that made her shiver. "I've been dying to kiss you since the moment you walked in," he admitted, his voice raw. Hailey's breath hitched, and she pulled him back to her, their lips crashing together once more. This time, the kiss was even more fervent, filled with the unspoken emotions and desires that had been building between them. Cassian's hands roamed over her body as if trying to memorize every curve and contour, while Hailey's hands moved under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin.