Kiss You From One Direction Novels & Stories

I muttered. His lips brushed my jaw, featherlight, “Please?” I bit the inside of my cheek. He was relentless, and he knew exactly what he was doing. With a dramatic sigh, I finally tilted my head back enough to meet his eyes, “Fine. One kiss. Only one.” The smile that broke across his face was so warm it was unfair, “That’s my girl.” He said, and before I could react, he caught my chin gently and turned my face up to his.

It was completely different from his previous kisses, which were dominating. Kisa felt her heart beating faster and faster. She was afraid that she would lose herself in his gentle kiss, so she forced herself to relate her feelings to the script's character. "Cut!" the director finally yelled. This time, the director did not throw a tantrum. Instead, he exclaimed happily, "Good job! How wonderful! You all did great for this scene." Kisa breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the director's praise. When she lifted her head, her gaze was promptly met with Gilbert's dark brown eyes. She felt her heart skip a beat.

Kiss me. Raj got earth in hand . Behold her face in his hands and their lips meet. A long smooch. Disha broke the kiss as she was out of air to breath. They looked at each other and smiled then they touched their forehead and started to smile like childs. Suddenly the door of the room opened and a voice said "Sorry"

“Kiss me” Leila whispered the second time and that was all it took for Gavin to lean forward and take her mouth in his. The kiss was different, she could smell the mint and oud in his clothes, she moved closer so her fingers could brush his hair and he cupped her cheeks in his hand. This kiss was based on an approval from both of them in their normal state of mind, it was not influenced by anything or any kind of alcohol. It was strictly what they both wanted and Leila took her time exploring his mouth with her tongue, her lips and everything in her.

His lips brushing against my ear Our hearts beat as one I smile as tears of joy escape my eyes "Roman," I whisper. Love in my voice. "I love you too." Roman's lips meet mine. Soft and gentle. Our kiss sends shivers down my spine. Time stands still. The world fades leaving only us lost in our love. Roman's lips devour mine. Passion explodes between us. Our confession ignites an uncontrollable fire within us. We stumble to the ground together. Hands roaming, clothes shed Skin to skin. Our bodies entwined. Roman's touch sends shivers down my spine.

“—you’re gonna kiss all of them. One by one.” The first man stepped close. She kissed him. Sloppy. Open-mouthed. Tongue-first. While the fifth man slid into her from beneath. She cried out. Moaned into the kiss. Bounced again. Again. While she kissed them all. The second. The fourth. The third again. And each of them groaned against her mouth, one hand on their cock, the other gripping her hair, guiding her, tasting her, using her tongue like it was theirs.

“Kiss the person to your left for fifteen seconds. Tongue optional but encouraged.” The person to Lisa’s left was a girl named Sofia—brunette, shy smile, already tipsy. Sofia’s eyes went wide. Lisa didn’t hesitate. She turned, cupped Sofia’s jaw with one hand, and pulled her in. The kiss was slow, deliberate, performative—lips parting, tongues visible for half a second before Lisa tilted her head and deepened it. Sofia made a small surprised sound, then melted into it. Fifteen seconds felt like forever.

Stop talking nonsense. I felt a little bit proud hearing him say that I was the only one who had heard him sing. Then Crystal had to ask him one more time in a very annoyingly cute voice that even I had trouble refusing sometimes, so he started singing What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction. She giggled like a school girl in love, and didn’t even let him finish the chorus before she started making out with him.

Charlotte’s POV This kiss was just as fierce as the one before, but deeper, more tender, like it was full of unspoken words. I pulled back just enough to breathe, my nose pressed to Kieran’s. He smelled like mint and something I couldn’t quite put my finger on, and his eyes were fixed on mine, half-lidded with desire. “No one’s here to watch this time,” I said quietly. “I know.” I pulled back another inch. “You actually like me.”

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.