Kiss Her Goodbye Book Novels & Stories

She did not reject me, she did not accept me as a friend either. "Your Highness, it's time." Someone declared. "I must go." She said in a broken voice and she turned to leave. "No!" I appealed, I took her by the wrist and turned her towards me. I cupped her face gently with my hands and I brushed my lips against hers softly. She did not push me and she kissed me back, a soft and salty kiss. It hurt me to see her tears, but found some comfort and did not want to let her go but had to respect her decision. She broke the kiss and said. "Goodbye Karish." Then went and thought she was not completely unaffected by me. I leave alone and devastated.

She didn't know she had this much courage to hold her feelings and not let them overrule her sense of judgement. “I'll miss you,” he whispered. “Me too” “Can I just kiss you one last time?” he pleaded. She hesitated. “Please” he begged. “Goodbye Darren. I wish you a better life” she said as she leaned in and kissed him. The kiss wasn't like before, it was passionate, filled with sadness and broken emotions. The kiss prolonged and it was harder to let go. The longer Darren's lips were on hers, the harder it was for her to let go.

She was suddenly silent when I kissed her lips, “This is how you do a proper goodbye kiss.” “Is that so?” She kissed me again and we shared it passionately. When our lips parted… “Ahem!” she coughed purposely, “Don’t get used to my kiss so much. Bye Rhio.” “Bye,” I smacked her a kiss again. She was lively waving her hands in the air as my car slowly sped up. Bye Jasmin. I hoped our story will always be as happy as that. Sena Mangampo Copyright Property Votes, Reviews and Comments are warmly accepted and welcome. Thank you so much!

Before I could react, he threw himself on top of me, pressing us together again. His eyes locked on mine. Our bodies remained together, sweaty, desperate. He held my face between his large, calloused hands. And then he kissed me. But it wasn't a kiss of desire. It wasn't a kiss from someone who wanted to devour me. It was a kiss... goodbye. Soft. Painful. As if he were engraving that moment on my skin. I felt the sadness pass from his lips to mine. When he let go of my mouth, I looked at him...

"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.

The kiss is deep, passionate—sudden enough to catch her completely off guard. Her breath hitches against his lips; her hands come up instinctively, one gripping the front of his hoodie, the other finding his wrist like an anchor. Inside the house, through the kitchen window, Keiko freezes mid-wipe of a plate. Takeshi glances over her shoulder, eyebrows lifting, then a slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. Keiko whispers, amused: **Keiko:** “Well… that’s one way to say goodbye.” Takeshi chuckles softly.

He brought it slowly to her lips, his fingers wrapping around hers, the distinct ridges of his knuckles grazing softly across her mouth. Her lips trembled under his touch. When his fingers laced between hers and gave a gentle squeeze, his voice dropped again. “Not even a goodbye kiss?” Her cheeks burned. She looked up at his refined features—those lightly curved lips so close, his breath warm and steady as it fell on hers. Her lips quivered. Then, hesitantly, she leaned in and brushed his lips with her own. She meant it to be quick. Just a light, sweet kiss to say goodbye.

She stood slowly, smoothing her dress as if she had simply been watching something beautiful unfold. She leaned down to kiss Daniel, the taste of Michael’s pleasure still thick in the air between them. Her lips brushed his softly at first, then deepened, claiming. When she pulled back, her voice was calm, almost tender despite the fire still burning in her gaze. “This is goodbye,” she said, the words touching his lips. Her breath was hot, carrying the scent of lust and satisfaction. Daniel’s eyes held hers, dark and burning. “Until next time,” he replied, though they both knew there might not be one.

He whined and closed his eyes. So they didn't really kiss! To say I was happy was an understatement. I was overwhelmed with joy! All this time I've been freaking out over nothing really. I still needed to know more, what he told me was not enough. "I'm sorry Mr Wilson, I just need to know why she would kiss you?" And why you let her. He took a deep breath, tired of my probing. "It was a goodbye kiss. She promised to stay away from me and my love interest."

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® He claimed her lips... Her eyes widened, she had never been kissed. But here she is been kissed by a man whose touch makes funny things to her inside. He pulled her closer and slowly he was ontop, kissing the life out of her. The kiss was fire, it was hot. She tried to breath but air wouldn't come. Slowly, she gave up and closed her eyes. Letting the kids go far, he stopped and stared at her. Never as he wanted someone like he wants her..