Novel & Cerita Kiss On The Hand Meaning

May araw ka talaga sa akin Keith! I felt Noah hold my hand tightly as sapilitan ako na iniharap sa kanya. He get a handkerchief on his pocket and wipe my cheeks where Keith kissed me. "P-pwede ba magdahan dahan ka nasasaktan ako" I heard him tsk, he open my hands and put the handkerchief their. Akala ko bibitawan na nito ang kamay ko pero hindi mas lalo lang nito hinigpitan ang pagkakahawak sa kamay ko.

He just stare at it for goddamn sake! "Kill me, as if you can kill me." He kissed my right hand while looking at me. It was the hottest thing I've ever seen on my entire life, this man is playing with my libido! I don't have any experiences at this. Because my focus is to fight and train and do missions.

“I… I know. M-May napanood na ‘kong gano’n sa movie. ‘Yong… gumagalaw ‘yong lips nila.” Palihim akong napangiti. Hinawakan ko siya sa chin para iangat ang mukha niya sa ‘kin. “Poppy, listen. A real kiss isn’t just about lips touching. It’s more than that. It’s when the lips move together, slowly, feeling each other’s warmth… like they’re speaking a language of their own.” I saw the blush rise on her cheeks, her gaze never leaving mine. There was a spark of understanding in her eyes, mingled with a hint of nervousness.

Hindi siya makapagsalita. "I think I have to explain this to you. You see, Adee… Kissing is now a very common act. It's not like the old days where kissing is very symbolic. Kissing means nothing if not done with the one you love. I kissed that girl earlier but I don't love her. And I did it with you but I don't even like you." Tahimik na pinapakinggan ni Adee ang bawat salitang lumalabas sa bibig ni Robin. At pilit niya rin itong iniintindi.

He held my hand and he slowly kissing it like it is a divine thing. My curiosity strike me like a hurricane. While he's holding my right hand, kissing it, my left hand moved and touched his bare chest. It's sturdy, wet and hot. My hand slowly slid down and accidentally brushed his small right peak and he shuddered and let out an elicit grunt. So sinfully gorgeous. "Sweetheart, touch me." He pleaded like I am punishing him, asking for mercy. I am already touching him. What else does he want me to touch? Pero agad naman akong pinamulahan ng maisip ko kung ano ang tinutukoy niya. I bit down my lower lip and he stared into my eyes like encouraging me to do it.

Hindi ko naman alam kung ano ang gusto nyang gawin ngunit hindi ako nagsalita. Slowly, inilapit nya ang likod ng palat ko sa labi nya giving it a kiss. It was just a kiss on my hand but it sends a different electric shock inside my body. Kung anong reaksyon nalang ang ibinagay ng puso ko bagay na 'yon.

It was supposed to be a peck but he put his hands on my waist to push me over to him. But the kiss we shared is something. I can't help but to be in tears. It felt so different, it was so pure. It wasn't the usual kiss he always giving me. Hindi iyon malalim at mas lalong hindi iyon mapusok. It's just a pure kiss, no tongues, just our lips that moving with our emotions, moving with what we feel. He cupped my face as we pull with each other. Tuluyan ng tumulo ang aking luha. Mabilis ko iyong pinahiran, he's not a prince charming to dry my tears. I can still remember how he said that.

Ang mga kamay niya ay umangat sa ere—hindi niya ma-desisyonan kung itutulak ito o ipulupot ang mga kamay sa leeg nito. Cayson was kneeling in front of her, his hands were on the bed, cornering her, and his lips were pressing hard on hers. He was kissing her in the same passion he did earlier that day. Iyong may diin, iyong tipo ng halik na noon lang niya naranasan. She thought Baron was a good kisser when they were still together, but Cayson was a master. He was skillful in this field. He won the trophy.

Huminga ng malalim si Rogelyn at sya'y pa-cute na nagsalita. “Sa noo mo lang ba talaga ako hahalikan…” Natuwa at ngumiti si Sean sa kanyang narinig at sya'y sumagot. “Kiss in the forehead means Genuine Love.” Tumingin si Rogelyn sa mga mata ni Sean at sya'y muling pa-cute na nagsalita. “Napasukan mo na ako, at ilang beses na rin tayong naghalikan sa isat-isa nung nakaraang mga araw… Tapos ngayon, kiss lang sa forehead ang makukuha ko sa iyo… Unfair…”

Hinimas niya 'yon, atsaka walang pasabi na hinalikan ako. Ang pagdampi ng malambot niyang labi ang siyang naging cue para tuluyan nang tumulo ang mga luha kong kanina pa nangingilid. Simpleng pagdampi lang 'yon ng labi niya, pero malaki ang impact at ibig sabihin 'non para sa akin. His kissed means that he don't fucking give a fuck, and he accepts me no matter what's my story. Iyan ang alam kong gustong niyang iparating sa pamamagitan ng halik niya.