Kiss And Then She Kissed Me Novels & Stories

but she remained steadfast until another knock echoed through the room. She cast a fleeting glance at the door before fixing her gaze on me. "I require a passionate kiss; do not attempt to entice me with mere pecks." "Very well, come here," I responded, and she quickly approached me. I cradled her head in my hands and pressed my lips against hers. My eyes closed as we became engrossed in each other, our tongues exploring in a fervent dance. Just then, another knock interrupted the moment, prompting me to gently withdraw. "Now, please answer the door."

Instead, she lay there, her eyes closed, her lips parted slightly. Without hesitation, I slammed my lips against hers, claiming her mouth as my own. The kiss was fierce and possessive, a declaration of my dominance over her. I could feel her lips trembling beneath mine, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she seemed to melt into the kiss, her body surrendering to mine.

Hoonie said sincerely. Sheena looked at him and smiled. “I love you too, Hoonie.” She replied. Hoonie leaned closer to her and then pulled Sheena’s body to his body by grabbing her waist. He slowly moved closer to her face and then closed his eyes. His lips touched Sheena’s lips. Sheena’s eyes widened. ‘This is my second kiss! Or should I say, first? My kiss with my ex was not real, right?’ Sheena thought. Sheena then slowly closed her eyes and kissed Hoonie back. She wrapped her arms into Hoonie’s body and they were kissing passionately.

she whispered, so softly it was almost swallowed by the silence. She closed the final inch of distance between us, her body pressing against mine. Before I could move, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled my head down, crashing her lips against mine. The kiss was desperate, fueled by years of repressed hunger and a refusal to let go. It was a cold, hollow sensation compared to the electric fire of Blair’s mouth, but Meera clung to me as if she could force me to remember the man I used to be.

Amidst her laughter, she reassured me, "No, just kidding. It's definitely you." With a smirk I respond "I know." I pull her closer to me as I lean feeling the anticipation building up inside me. Our lips meet, and there's a rush of warmth and tenderness as we share a gentle, passionate kiss. It's like the delicate flutter of butterfly wings, a moment of pure bliss. The kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity, our lips parting only for brief moments to catch our breath. I explored her mouth with a gentle urgency, our tongues intertwining in a dance of passion and desire.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

He tilted her chin up, his gaze on her intense, and she could see the desire reflecting in his eyes. He smirked at her finally closing the distance between them as he pressed his lips softly against hers. She found herself opening up her entrance to him. The kiss started off slow and tender, their lips moving in perfect harmony as they explored each other, their bodies pressed together in a warm embrace. As the kiss deepened, Missy’s passion slowly ignited. Her lips moved with his in increasing urgency, their tongues intertwining in a dance of desire. He pulled her closer, his hands ravishing her body coming back to her cheek, and she melted into his embrace, her fingers tangling in his hair

"Kiss me first." I freeze. "You want to cum? Then kiss me. Show me what you were too good to do ten years ago." She leans down. Her lips are right there. All I have to do is close the distance. All I have to do is give her what she wants. I close my eyes, lean up and I kissed her. Her lips are soft. She tastes like whiskey. The kiss is gentle at first, then deeper as she takes control, her tongue sliding into my mouth, claiming me.

She whispered, “Kiss me. I love the way you kiss me. Like I’m the only thing in the world.” “When I’m kissin’ you, sweetheart, you are the only thing in my world.” Poised at the entrance to her body, he eased in as he took her mouth. He lost his mind in the glove-tight feeling of her pussy closing around his cock from tip to root. He broke the kiss. “Are you okay?” “Yeah.” “That wasn’t very convincin’.” Kade noticed she wore a strange expression. “What? Am I hurtin’ you?” “No.”

Chang said. The girls cheered and chanted “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Min listened to their command and pulled my waist, he moved my hair out of the way and kissed me. He kissed me like he had never before, I could his love through the kiss. The kiss made me feel special, made me know that I had won the heart of the man I love. He pulled away, winked, and pecked my lips. The girls cheered and we all sat down on the couch.