Kiss Her Goodbye Book Novels & Stories

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..

I was too far gone to be saved, and I didn't want to burden them. With tears in my eyes, I said, "I know my condition. I probably won't make it past a few days. When I'm gone, could you contact the crematorium to handle my body? Please scatter my ashes in the river. I couldn't escape my family in life, but I want to be free in death." She hugged me, heartbroken. "You've had a tough life, kid. I'll make sure your wish is granted." Her words put me at ease.

“Then why are you here?” “Because when I kissed you, I felt something.” She closed her eyes. “I felt it too.” Another pause. Then— “I hate you for it,” she whispered. “I hate myself more.” And then it happened again. Another kiss. But this time—slower. Angrier. Wetter. Their mouths collided like grief meeting hunger. He gripped her waist like she was an anchor. She kissed him like he was a mistake she wanted to make again. But she stopped first.

I hear her approach before I see her. "Ah, I was wondering when you two would visit again," she exclaims, clasping her hands together. I've forgotten how beautiful she is, in a cold, cruel way. She looks especially magnificent today in an emerald green dress that flows around her legs as she approaches us. The whole ensemble is accompanied by a sickening smile. "Why did you do it?" Kastriv growls, wasting no time on pleasantries. She rolls her eyes, as if she cannot be bothered explaining it to us. "I think I made myself very clear. There will be no continuing this relationship between you two."

she asked, her voice soft. I hesitated, unsure of how to express the emotions swirling inside me. Instead, I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss. "I'm glad you're back," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. Isabella's smile lit up the room, and she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer. "I'm glad too," she whispered. Erotic scene ahead, skip if not up to 18+ Author's POV “ I love you, mi amor. Even till my last breath, you still remain the one after my heart.” Gabriel said

Is he in love with her? She hasn’t kissed anyone before. Is she ready to lose her first kiss? Of course.it with Kelly ....it not that bad. Her eyes bulged out when she saw Kelly really close to her and his lips almost close to hers. His eyes closed and she started fidgeting wondering what she is supposed to do. “He is about kissing me!...but I didn’t say anything!”She yelled within herself. She slowly started closing her eyes and when she was expecting the feel of his lips on hers, the cough of someone could be heard and Kelly quickly jerked away from her feeling slightly embarrassed.

“You won’t. Not in this lifetime, Amara.” Their faces drew closer, their breaths mingling. Martins cupped her face with both hands and kissed her forehead, then her cheeks, and finally, her lips. The kiss was slow, deep, and filled with meaning; the kind that speaks where words fail. Amara responded, her arms wrapping around his neck. He held her close, as though afraid she might vanish again. The kiss deepened, each movement gentle and intentional, every breath shared like a vow. He guided her back onto the bed and then pulled back slightly, brushing her lips with his thumb. Their legs wrapped against each other, and their bodies collided, their eyes met, yearning for something deeper.

They looked too good to resist. “God, you’re poison,” he groaned into my ear. I bit my lip without meaning to. “Biting your lip only makes me want to kiss you more.” He yearned. “Then do.” “I’ll be back soon,” he said again, loosening his grip and turning for the door,but stopped. And in the very next breath, he turned back, stormed toward me, and crushed his lips against mine. The kiss wasn’t gentle, at all. It was fire meeting gasoline, clashing and consuming. His hands gripped my face with a desperation that stole the breath right out of me.I clutched at his shirt, tugging him closer like I needed him to stay or I’d drown.

“Good morning. Like what you see?” Lara gasped in much shock and pursed her lips in embarrassment. “I was just waiting for you to finish your session.” The girl looked at him carefully when suddenly she remembered that he was the man that she had kissed and the man had kissed her back in return, almost biting her lips.

I felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra