Novel & Cerita Kissing Boo Boos

His hands roamed up my sides, slipping under my shirt to grip my waist, his fingers digging into my skin. I ground my hips against him, seeking friction. He groaned into my mouth, one hand moving to my breast, squeezing it firmly. His thumb brushed over my nipple through my bra, making it harden instantly. I broke the kiss to gasp, but he pulled me back, his lips claiming mine again. We kissed like we couldn't get enough, tongues tangling, breaths mixing in short pants.

Tonight was no different. After his speech came the kisses. He kissed every bruise, looking utterly miserable. “A kiss for every bruise,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “Baby, I want you. You know I’ve got the hots for you, and I can never get it up for anyone else.” What did I do? I went through the motions, groaning in pain while he mistook it for pleasure.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

I say and I hear my mom say something. “Okay, I’m on my way” She says and hangs up. Soon enough she is here. “Cute robe hun” I say getting in. “Here” She says handing me a piece of gum, causing me to laugh. I pop the gum in my mouth and chug the rest of my water, seeing that Kisses has two bottles up front and there are two in the back. “Drink” She says, stepping on the petal. Kylie and Brooks take a sip of the water.

I grip his hand, letting him pull me down the trail. Nerves flutter in my stomach, fingers quivering as I walk steadily along the path, trying not to stumble over and into the river below. The sound of the waterfall we walk toward roars in my ears, allowing my hurried breaths to go unnoticed to my recent boyfriend. This is going to be my first kiss. I've finally graduated high school only yesterday, and to celebrate, Alec has taken me down to the local waterfall to kiss me. We have been talking about this for weeks now, and it's finally happening with nothing to interrupt us.

I decided to overlook it because it might just be a missed step. He stepped on me. Again. I stepped on his back. He stepped on me again. We literally stopped dancing and started stepping on each other repeatedly. "You jerk!" I yelled, and everyone gasped. He slapped me. Me. The one and only Jeanne Brown "What's wrong with both of you?" screamed the dance instructor as he raced towards us. Immediately, Miss Genevieve walked. "Both of you, one-hour kitchen service," she said calmly. How much trouble can one get into in a day? I didn't even know what "kitchen service" meant. ******************************

Then he pushes it slowly in, until it penetrates my soft lips, he licks it, using his tongue to wipe my entire lips, both upward and downward. From this kissing, his right hand goes down, lower and lower until it reaches my boobs, then it stops. My legs begins to shake, I've never known boobs touch by a man feels until now. I begin to moan as he grabs my nipples and begins to pinch it. The same procedure follows for my right boobs until both of his hands are on my boobs, while kissing me passionately.

She laughed again. "I did, and I do." I told her, once again thrusting with vigor. "But not as bad as Jimbo. He's definitely infatuated with everything down there." The giggling was infectious and we both starting giggling. She laughed harder, eventually pushing me out. "Oh, I'm sorry," she gasped in laughter. Then she was on her hands and knees. "Kiss my boo-boo, Jack." "Karen...' "Just kiss it," she said, wiggling her ass.

he replied again. Kim looked even more upset. His forefinger finally lowered, but he still maintained his fierce gaze on Ronald. Kim's honey-brown irises were slowly sinking into Ronald's jet-black irises. The previously laughable atmosphere before suddenly turned intense. Neither Kim nor Ronald took their eyes off from each other. Kim didn't know what Ronald was thinking though, nor did Ronald know what Kim was thinking about. And then, Kim started to say, "Hey, Ronald. Would you kiss me?" ***

I turned back to Davis with a gentle smile. "No, baby, you can't kiss girls" "Why?" "Because you'll get cooties from kissing girls" I said. He frowned and stared at me doubtfully, as if I'm lying to him.. which I'm actually doing for his own good. "What is cooties?" He asked. "Cooties is a disease that you get from kissing girls, it'll make your tummy swell..." His hands moved to his stomach and he stared at me in horror, I smirked mentally.. I guess this would work.