Kissed Best Friend Novels & Stories

Such was their bond. Park Kyo became a closer friend of mine, A best friend to be precise, a person who you value above other friends in your life, someone you have fun with, someone you trust and someone in whom you confide. The first person you call when you get good news or want to go out for a bite to eat is an example of a best friend, and Kyo perfectly fitted this example.

The receptionist just laughed like Kimberly was telling some kind of joke. “I know this is hard to believe but I have had men who have best friends who they love so much and do everything with them. For records, my ex was the same as his best buddy. Always partying together and doing everything together and I think it is cute '' Kim wanted to slap this girl in the mouth.

His lips crashed with mine… I couldn't react out of shock, but eventually I was able to… Slurry sounds filled the air as we both fought for entrance into one another's mouth. The kiss lasted for several minutes and I almost thought it would last forever. But it did, when I became almost breathless. I laid in his arms, slowly trying to catch my breath. Eventually… I regained myself and realization dawned on me. I had just shared a kiss with my Best friend… Though he was more like my Fiance since we've got our confirmation. But well… it still feels so wrongfully right. What would happen now? It doesn't seem so wrong since we are both old enough to be in a relationship. Besides, my Best friend

“Us, when we were still teenagers. When we were still best friends.” “Why? Do you miss it? We can still be like that.” “Just best friends?” I immediately close my mouth the moment that came out of my mouth. He smiles widely and kiss me on the lip. “Best friends don’t kiss each other on the lips… and a best friend shouldn’t be looking like me like they have feelings for me.” I don’t know where I gather that confidence.

“Did he say anything else?” Celeste shook her head. “Only said he WAS your best friend. What happened between you two?” “We— We fell apart.” She looked down at the ring still clutched in my fist. “That’s sad.” She smiled sweetly. “But that’s okay. It happens sometimes. I once had a best friend too until things went south. She kissed my boyfriend.” “That’s… sad.” “Not anymore. You don’t have to worry about Jake. You and I can become each other's best friend since we know how it feels to lose someone we love.”

Cindy Chase was my best friend and my college roommate. She claimed to be my closest friend but often threw me under the bus for things that were her own fault. When I got a call from her husband, Shaun Cross, my first instinct was to touch my ribs—I was still alive! What a blessing.

A L E X I S The pain of seeing your best friend—the person you've loved since you realized what it meant to like a guy more than a friend—fall for another woman is worse than breaking a bone and feeling every motion; even watching your world shatter doesn't compare because it all happened to be. I broke a bone in kindergarten when falling off a bike, my parents separated when I was sixteen, and I witnessed everything I knew fall apart, another woman take my mother's place, and me being pushed from daddy's spoiled princess to daddy's hardworking girl.

The definition of a best friend is the person one is closest to. I don’t know why it took me this long to realize that the person I am the closest to is Robbie. Everything I do has always been for him. When we crossed the line the night of prom all those years ago, I hoped it would be him. I always imagined us being those friends who would find our way back to each other and realize that it has always been us. We were always meant to be together, and he knew it before I did.

I wanted to tangle my fingers in it, pull her head back, kiss her neck while grinding against her ass. She looked up, saw me. Waved me over. I crossed the road, sat next to her. "Hey." "Hey." She blushed, avoiding my eyes. "About the kiss..." My pussy clenched at the word. "Yeah?" "It was... nice. But confusing. I mean, Jake just dumped me. And you're my best friend." Friend. That word stung. I wanted to be her lover, her owner. To tie her wrists and tease her nipples with ice, watch her squirm. "It doesn't have to be confusing. I like you, Rose. More than friends."

I say to her and stare her in the eyes since this was closer to the truth than my earlier story I visibly see her relax and sigh "I'm sorry, it's just that I thought you were blowing me off to go hang out with your new best friend" she says looking down at her intertwined hands "What new best friend?" I ask confused "Emma" she says sighing "I would never leave you for Emma, especially if I already planned a sleepover with you" I say smiling as she looks me in the eyes then hugs me She pulls back with a suspicious look in her eyes then smells me again