Kisses Jokes Novels & Stories

“No matter what. I’d always come back.” And then, he pulled her in, and their lips met in a kiss that was unlike any they’d ever shared before. It wasn’t a kiss of passion or desire, not exactly. It was a kiss of survival, a kiss of gratitude, a kiss that said I’m here, you’re here, we made it. It was a kiss that tasted of smoke and tears and cold water, but it was also a kiss that tasted of love, of hope, of the future that was still waiting for them.

I hear Mason explain to the others. I strip off my bikini, tossing it into the corner of the shower, and quickly brush my teeth under the hot water, listening to their conversation. "Li! Did you eat today?!" Mason yells, banging on the door. "Yes!" I shout back. "What did you eat?!" he calls again. "A giant portion of dick!" I respond, grinning. "What did she just say?!" I hear Jace shout, making me grin wider. "This is an ongoing joke with her," Mason explains. "She changes it up—sometimes it’s cock, sometimes it’s pussy. Occasionally, she throws in a pair of nipples."

I didn’t know what to do with myself. How am I supposed to deal with a date that’s gone well? And why is it so horrifying to me? I wondered. I should be able to handle this! Gabe ordered us a tiramisu to share, which we took turns eating as we conversed. “So have you met a lot of good people on Kindling Dating?” he asked, taking a bite of dessert. I nearly spit out my mouthful in response. Maybe he did know who I was and this was an elaborate joke.

I kiss his back instead. "Nah, I think you grew shorter last night" I gasp, pretending to be offended. "I'm tall, I'm not just tall enough to kiss a giant like you on the forehead" "Giant?" he chuckles and turns around facing me. "What other new mame are you going to give me" "Well I have many others, like bricky, as in you're tough like a brick" I laugh alone at my joke "Or boo boo bear, I think I watched that in a cartoon"

When it was just ruined as a result of this jerk! "Woah, are you kidding me?" He even laughed slightly, as if I was joking. I gave him a serious look, causing him to lose his smile. "No, I do not. I dislike making jokes, especially with people I don't know. So, whatever your motivation for kissing me, I'm sure you merely misidentified the person you thought you were kissing. So, as long as I can resist, don't insist that I know you." This is the second time the person they knew has misidentified me; the previous time, I almost died because they planned to kill me but I wasn't the person they thought I was. I'd best get out of here before this man does something else to me.

He told me, while I scoffed. He was really good at joking, he should start acting a comedy show. "Son? You are good at making jokes." Was that supposed to be a compliment! "Jokes? Does it look like I'm joking? I bet it is time for me to go into business so that you would see how serious I am." He pulled me to him, while our body made contact. His brought his lips closer to mine while he bent his back, and then kissed me so passionately. It all started slowly, both of our eyes were closed, and then we opened it so we could get to look at each other.

"I don't know..." "How about... a kiss?" She giggles and meets my eyes. "Okay, Romeo. You're great at kissing but not THAT great at kissing." Ex-fucking-cuse me! I'm not THAT great at kissing?! What is that supposed to mean?! "Hold up!" I stand up. "Are you saying my kisses weren't the most fun-fucking-tastic kisses you've ever had?" "Yup." My nostrils flare. "You're lying, and I know that because you moaned when I kissed you!"

Which worked by the way. I giggled,"oh don't be ridiculous. Hayden is just a friend and importantly my workmate. I did not go for lunch with him to piss you off, it just happened to happen on a day that I was mad at you. We eat together everyday." He groaned again and threw his head back. "I don't like it." "oh you big baby just kiss me already." I said using one hand to pull his lips to me while the other hand slid down and cupped his d!ck. More like mine at this point,lol.

She smiled. Jefferson smiled and pecked her on the lips briefly. "That's it, I have kissed you." He said. But the reaction on his mate's face surprised him. "What have I done wrong?" Jefferson asked, looking confused. "Is that what you call a kiss?" DeLorna pouted. "Yeah that's a kiss," Jefferson replied looking confused. "Don't you watch movies? Haven't you seen all those who kiss in movies?" DeLorna asked. "Am too busy to be bothered watching movies," Jefferson replied.

"Ever heard of romantic hugs, kissing, and don't think I am going overboard when you feel my hand squeezing your thighs under the table, or slightly biting your ear in public." Damn! That causes the hairs of my body to rise. I don't give a hoot about squeezing my thighs and hugs, I can handle that, and I take the biting thing to be his very first joke, that is if he ever jokes. However, I want to get one thing clear about this kissing that is already turning my spine so cold. "By kissing, I suppose you mean, a peck here and there?" I am shaking as I ask, my words barely a murmured whisper.