Kiss Her Face Aesthetics Novels & Stories

, she said and smiled brightly towards him. She touched his face and give him a slight kiss. She gazed at his eyes full of love and passion. She grabbed his hand towards her waist and whispered. “I am not going anywhere my love”, she uttered using her seductive voice. “are you still mad at me?”, she smiled. “you can see the real me, right?”, Kur boldly asked. “yes, I do”, she replied. Kur was lost now. He didn’t know what to do. How can Kris kiss her with passion while seeing his ugly face?

I was hoping to catch him alone. "Uhm hi." I greeted her and she smiled back. She was blonde and looked like a model. She had Kylie Jenner lips, they didn't look natural at all. The way she pursed her lips made me want to gag, i wasn't a fan of fake eyelashes but she certainly was. Her eyebrows were a little way outdone for my own liking and the way Angelo looked at her like she is the only thing that mattered made me want to sulk or send her far far away from here if I could. My face always talked, even if my mouth had not said anything. My face described exactly how I was feeling about a person. I wasn't sorry about that, at least till now.

She inquired, her face filled with piqued interest. "First and foremost, your eyes," I said softly, kissing each of her eyelids. "It's the most fascinating thing I've ever seen. A honey-like combination of brown and hazel." I smirked and twirled her around in my arms, her hair slapping against my cheeks. I came to a halt with her back to me and slammed her hard onto my chest, earning a small 'oomph' from her.

It was getting boring soon enough. “Lookie, who’s here…” gushed one of them as he kissed her on both the cheeks in the French style and then eyed her appreciatively.” I must say, sweetheart, you are looking positively gorgeous. And you are perfect in this form. This is one of your best faces I must say.” So she changed face every time her memories were taken? Or was it done for her? Everything seemed so fuzzy but she still smiled and said,” I am glad that you approve but let’s start with names. Shall we?”

Our faces were so close that I could see every detail of her—the way her lashes fluttered, the slight curve of her smile, the soft blush on her cheeks. I closed the distance between us, capturing her lips with mine. The kiss was gentle at first, a tender meeting of our mouths, but the intensity quickly grew. Her lips were soft and warm, moving in perfect sync with mine. A fire ignited within me, spreading through my veins as I deepened the kiss, my hand moving to cup her face.

He marveled at how her features came together, creating a breathtaking sight that stirred his soul. Simultaneously, Kylie found herself utterly entranced by Asher's ruggedly handsome face. His strong jawline, chiseled features, and the way his eyes sparkled with a mixture of tenderness and passion left her spellbound. Her fingers longed to trace the contours of his face, to memorize every line and crevice that made him uniquely him. As the intensity between them grew, their gazes lingered on each other's lips. The anticipation of their connection deepened, and the desire to feel the warmth and softness of a kiss became irresistible.

To all of his submissive—Keesha Monteverde is the one that makes him feel this excitement. She holds his face, her thumb that is slowly touching his cheeks. Looking to every part of him, she is being hypnotized by her urge in sex. Jostein does not miss the chance… he takes off the shirt from her hands—rushing like a horseracing. He grabbed her face then crashes his thin lips to hers! Like a hungry beast, Jostein devours it that makes her fight his hungry kiss. They nearly goes out of oxygen that Jostein takes off his lips that seals to her just to breath a heavy air inside. She looked to him like so shock, They exchange glimpses then Jostein makes her mouth goes closer to him.

There are two sides to every story, but everyone only listens to the heroines. Maybe that’s why I hated fairy tales growing up. My name is Ava Prescott. I’m the girl everyone loves to hate but secretly wants to be. I was from one of the richest families in Rivers City, captain of the cheer team, spoiled, popular, influential, worshipped, and dating the captain of our school hockey team, well, until the so-called heroine snatched my man and made me the butt of everyone’s joke. Well, it's not too late for me. I am Ava Prescott. I never lose. Maybe that’s why when Zane, captain of our sworn rival hockey team, dangled a juicy bait in front of me, I was quick to bite. How better to get back at my

She was only silent as he slowly lifted the scarf from her face and threw it to the ground, her face clear to him. He looks closely at her oval face with pure white skin, celestial eyes, a small nose and a mouth like cherries, rosy cheeks, and bangs covering her bright forehead, with brown hair punctuated by honey tufts to be a mixture between them reaching the middle of her back, simply wavy, looking down when she notices his looks towards her to hold her chin. With his fingers, he lifted her face again and slowly approached her to meet their breath, placing a calm and gentle kiss on her lips. Maxims whispering: