Novel & Cerita Kiss Kiss Fall In Love

The most intimacy he had with the opposite gender was shaking hands. Both of them had fantasized about their first kiss more than they could count and knew in their hearts that their kiss should be saved for each other. However, they never would have expected their first kiss to happen in such a way. There was no preparation and it was a complete accident! Just as the song lyrics that Alex once recited, “I’m falling hard, I’m falling fast. We can go, no holding back...” "Darling just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own, and in your eyes, you’re holding mine..."

Her golden honey curls tumbled around her face and her eyes sparkled in the dim light. “You caught me by surprise with that kiss.” She folded her arms on his chest and grinned down at him. “Well, then, you have an excellent reaction time.” “I’m not complaining.” Kaleb hadn’t been prepared for that kiss, and it had pushed him right over the edge of the control he’d been clinging to for days. Wincing a little, he thought he should have taken his time with her. To slowly drive them both to the breaking point. Instead, he’d been hit by an unstoppable force and hadn’t been able to withstand it. They’d rushed together so quickly he hadn’t… Kaleb went completely still as reality came crashing down

It isn’t the first time they kissed but he hadn’t kissed anyone for a long time. He admits that he had a few share of sex sometimes, but he never let anyone kiss him. Kissing involved too many feelings and he had no time for that. But this…was endearing. The taller man quickly closed the gap between them and he was intoxicated. The blonde tasted like strawberries and something he couldn’t explain but dear Heaven or Hell, he wanted more . The kiss they shared was rushed and heated like they needed each other to breath.

he promised, before kissing me tenderly. **Song Suggestion: Can We Kiss Forever by Kina** His lips parted mine, lightly licking my lower lip, but never entering my mouth. The heat of his hands traveled up my back slowly, resting between my shoulder blades as he pulled me closer. His chest and my own were touching, pressed against each other tightly. My breasts were threatening to spill out of the top of my dress from the pressure of it. Davis let my lips go, trailing kisses down my neck as he gently pushed me back, and laid me down.

Our heads bow to each other and our lips touch for the first time. Our first kiss. And wow what a kiss that is. Suddenly everything seems to fall into place. It feels great. The kiss tells that he belongs to me, and I belong to him. His tongue slides into my mouth. The kiss is so passionate but at the same time so loving. He turns me on. Yet this kiss is enough, for this is love, not lust. And indeed we can kiss for hours. Lying in the grass, enjoying each other. Forgetting the whole world around us.

It was a kiss filled with weeks of unspoken desires, a culmination of emotions that had been suppressed for far too long. Her fingers intertwined with mine, and the warmth of her touch sent shivers down my spine. Our bodies leaned closer, our breaths mingling in a silent symphony of longing. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and urgent with every passing second. It was a dance of tongues and whispered promises, a silent declaration of support and commitment.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

“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.

---------------------------------------------------------- You can kiss me in the moonlight.. On the rooftop under the sky, or You can kiss me with the windows open While the rain comes pouring inside Kiss me in sweet slow motion Let’s let everything slide You got me floating, you got me flying…! “This Kiss” by Faith Hill. ----------------------------------------------------------