Kissing At The Office Game Novels & Stories

Then he murmurs, so low the sound is lost in the wind. "Mine." And then, only then, he truly kisses me. It is not a groom's kiss. It is a claim. His tongue asserts itself, possessive, dominating, marking his territory in a language only we understand. It is the kiss from the office, from the floor of his office, from the hotel mirror in Tokyo, concentrated into a few seconds stolen from public view. When he withdraws, my lips are numb, my breath short. Applause erupts, the music swells again. People smile, some wipe away a tear.

In addition to the usual punishments like drinking or doing push-ups, there were also tasks like imitating a celebrity or kissing the person next to them. Coco witnessed two grown men kissing each other, leaving her stunned. She turned to Lucas and asked in a whisper, "Do you guys always go this crazy when you play this game?" "You mean the kiss?" he asked. She nodded. "If you think about it, a kiss is just two people's skin touching each other. It's no different from a hand shake. It's only considered a kiss when you do it with the person you love," Lucas said. Coco refrained from asking Lucas if he had kissed someone that casually before when he played this game.

“What was what?” “Don’t play dumb. I saw you come out of her office looking like you’d been hit by a truck full of oxytocin. And before that? I walked by the glass wall. You two were—” He lowered his voice, glancing around. “Kissing. Like, full-on, tongues-and-everything kissing. In the middle of the workday. In the CEO’s office. Are you insane?” Ronan let out a long, contented sigh and spun his chair to face Jules fully.

That was awesome. I gulped and shook my head, my will against him faltering. “No, you’re right,” I agreed. “We’ve never formally been introduced before.” His brow crinkled. “Formally introduced? What does that mean? Should I know who you are? What’s your name?” I shook my head, unable to tell him. “I… I…” He rubbed his thumb soothingly over the back of my hand. “Do you work for JFI?” he pressed. “That’s what’s freaking you out, isn’t it? You just found out you kissed the big boss man?”

Why did he kiss me in the first place if he likes Chloe, after all? Everyone gathers next to each other on the dead body of a tree and starts transferring the card from their own lips to the person next to them. I would say it’s a dangerous game. When the card falls from a girl’s lip, she laughs in embarrassment. “She has to choose from her left and right side of whom to kiss.” At first she doubts, but then she grabs the guy in a black v-neck shirt and kisses him. The guy's reaction is flooded with happy that she chose him. On the side, the guy cheers. It’s a delightful scene for me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist. “What are you doing?!” I whispered in a panic. He kissed me softly and pulled away barely an inch to respond, “kissing my baby?” He slipped his hand underneath my shirt but I slapped his hands off. “Are you crazy? Anyone could come in!” I groaned, thinking about how basically everyone had walked in at this point. “That’s why we’re going to play a game of how quickly can you cum?”

This was the moment I was thankful I only had two hands because I could turn my back on them and pretend to get my cup. “Whatever! It’s just weird to see you kissing when it’s like you’re smooching with my girlfriend,” he sneered, but when our eyes met as I turned to them, he had a face as long as a fiddle. Frank nodded in a good mood, smiling at me as I sat at the table with them. “I get it. No kissing in the office then because I don’t like to see you kissing Lexa either. It’s confusing me.” “We have to do something about this,” Finn muttered, looking at the food Frank brought. “We can’t look at the same sunny side up eggs and think they taste the same."

She's left breathless, her chest heaving with excitement. Kendrick gives her a while, and when her breathing evens out, he leans in again like a hungry wolf. But this time, Elodie stops him, placing her hands firmly on his chest. “Kendrick wait,” she breaths. They're kissing, it's good and all, but in the office? To be honest, Elodie doesn't want to stop; she wants to keep being devoured by Kendrick, lost in his druggy scent….. but this is the office; what if someone barges in or something?

That was all it took. Dominic leaned in again, kissing her with even more urgency, one hand sliding around her waist as if he’d finally stopped fighting himself. The office was silent except for their breathing, the faint hum of the city lights below, and the sound of two people crossing a line they both knew they couldn’t uncross.

More of his presence, more of his protection, more of his touch, more of every bit of him. His lips lingered on a distance of millimetre. His hot breath was brushing her whole face making her feer hotter. Every passing moment she wanted the touch which never came. "Kiss me." He smirked which made her eyes bigger. She looked at him with shock. Didn't he say he was no one's husband here? "We are in office. And I don't want an affair with my boss" She smirked. "I don't care, that's your punishment....kiss me." He waited for her actions but she was suddenly feeling too much shy. Maybe because they were in office or maybe because of his husky magnetic voice that made her feel weak. She did that b