Kiss Boo Boo Novels & Stories

“We could set up a kissing booth. You can sit in it. Five dollars a smooch, all proceeds to charity.” His jaw ticked. “Miss Davidson .” “Or karaoke love songs! You could sing Endless Love with Mr. Kim from accounting.” “Enough.” His voice cracked like a whip. I smirked. “Admit it, you’re picturing it.” His silence was damning. We reached his office, the heavy double doors looming like the gates of judgment. He pushed them open, revealing a room already filled with trembling employees clutching folders. Their faces drained the second they saw him, like mice spotting a hawk.

Meanwhile, I glanced around blankly, looking dazed and grief-stricken. She pointed to the long row of medicine bottles on top of the dresser. "Whose medication is this?" "The ones on the left are mine. The ones on the right belong to my husband." She leaned in to take a closer look. "Carbamazepine… Do you have bipolar disorder?" "Something like that," I replied weakly. "How long has it been?" "Three years. My mother-in-law's sister is a doctor. Every two or three months, my husband would take me to see her. The medical records are in the drawer below."

My eyes fluttered up to meet his. "Promise?" It came out a whisper, my voice betraying me at the last minute. I reached up with my own hand and pressed his to my cheek. I wanted to remember the way his touch felt. "Promise," he said. He leaned forward and kissed me. I squeezed my eyes shut, memorizing every detail. I wanted to remember his smell, his taste, and the way his lips felt against mine. I would take it with me until he came home. We broke apart reluctantly, hearing the boys downstairs opening and slamming doors. It was time for them to leave. Dean brushed away a tear I hadn't even realized had escaped and kissed the tip of my nose.

I asked and she stared at me and nodded her head. "Yeah, I was talking with the others and heard that she liked him like crazy. Well, not only her actually, all the girls have a crush on him. But I heard that she is even hitting on him in public. They said they even caught her kissing the boss without his consent. Well, it doesn't matter, our boss is so handsome, and she's pretty. She is a well-known and most of all, top model in this company, they are a perfect match. Honestly, I also admire our boss but what’s against a poor like us with a woman like her? She is a famous and rich woman. They are perfect together, right?" she said and I felt a sudden sting in my chest. I observed Reign, and

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax.

I asked. "No. I'm just wondering if you are still the same girl I know." "Why?" "You seemed like a nerd then but now I feel like I got the wrong impression of you." "Yea you did." He brushed his hands gently up my sides to rest on my shoulders, ignoring my breasts so obviously that I let out a frustrated groan and pounded my fists against his chest in protest. "I’m savored, I promise," I told him tartly, reaching for his zipper. 'Jesus.' He hissed as he felt my little hands through his jeans. 'You’re perfect. Did you know that?' He molded his hands to my breasts, giving them each exactly what they wanted. Nate sucked in a deep, ragged breath. 'Fuck.'

I murmured, then I looked up to her eyes, “And I think you’re cute.” “Uh…” “And you’ve never kissed anyone, right?” I asked, Bobbie shook her head, “Want me to kiss you? I’m a pro now.” “Oh, so you want to make me a slut too? Just pass it on like a virus?” She asked and that hot feeling turned into something even worse. Oh, god. I was getting hard. “Yeah. Don’t you want to be a pro like me? Then when you have a boyfriend, you’ll be the best kisser,” I pushed, my voice cracking, but I didn’t even care.

I had felt a million things but I couldn't put them into words and instead of embarrassing myself and Kaden, why not just make it curt? "The first game we'll be playing is called Lipstick and Kisses. You're going to kiss your partner all over the face in a minute, and the person with the lowest amount of kisses gets a penalty while the winner gets a reward. So let's choose, who does the kisses?" The Blondie asked. "The girls!" Everyone answered immediately. "Come closer, girls. Get ready to kiss your guys!" The Blondie announced and my heart fell. What? Was I… was I going to kiss Kaden all over the face?

I groaned. "A kiss."

“Kiss it.” He bent, lips brushing the patent leather, then the arch of her foot when she slipped the shoe off. Slow, reverent. She let him worship the other foot the same way before sliding her bare toes along his jaw, then pressing them lightly against his lips. “Suck.” He took her big toe into his mouth, tongue swirling, careful not to use teeth. She sighed, low and pleased, and let her other foot drift down to press against the growing bulge in his jeans. He groaned around her toe; the vibration traveled straight to her clit.