Kissing Booth 1 Novels & Stories

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

I looked away. He held my chin and forced me to look at him again. I knotted my brows when I faced him. Before I could utter a single word, Rogie brought his lips onto mine and kissed me. My breath hitched and my mind went blank. After a few seconds, Rogie pulled away and smirked at me. "There, you owed me one kiss. If you want to get even, then come with me in private." Then Rogie stood up straight and walked out of the canteen.

The man's sexy back was worth every penny! From inside the penthouse one evening on a weekend, Kate and Gabrielle were watching the TV ad repeatedly over popcorn. They were both scrutinizing every second of the short film! "Oh, my goodness! Anyone in my family could tell this was Kyle!" Exclaimed Kate. "I could tell it was Kyle," Gabrielle remarked, giggling at the end. "And that kiss! Gosh, I never thought my brother has it in him! Haha!" Added Kate. Shrugging, Gabrielle complimented, "Surprisingly, Kyle was just so natural at it!"

I kissed the back of her neck. "I'm mad at you." She whispered back. I loosened my arms so she could face me. I kissed her lips. "What did I do love?" "You came in late and made me wait before you came to say hey." She pouted. I laughed softly. " I'm sorry babe. I had some things I needed to take care of. Why don't I give you that hello now?" I pulled her close and kissed her. I wasted no time in getting on top of her and showing her how much I missed and love her.

“I want it in you.” One thing between them, they never kiss just pure sex. For her new plan to work she must keep him willing. She lifted he dress thinking of the boy. Thoughts of him wetting her making things easier when she guided his penis inside of her. Today she doesn’t have the patience to make him feel manly. Point remain his stomach was a turn-off always in the way. She let him slip out of her again them moved to sit on his desk opening herself for him. Wordlessly she watches him drop his pants coming towards her. She just watches him stick his length within her.

well with that I grabbed my arm's around bodhi and kissed him like I needed air he pulled me on to his lap and ran his arms around me and then he looked at Boone passing me over to him I felt his warmth again I got wetter if that was even possible looking in my eyes I lean forward kissing him slowly nibbling on his bottom lip and sucking it softly he reached a cupping my breast firmly and rubbing his thumb on my hardened nipples omg it felt amazing with them. it was feeling great having them both touching me and Bodhi coming up behind me kissing my neck while Boone kissed my lips and then sucking on my neck at my shoulder blade , well until we heard knock knock on the glass window .oh fuck B

All the men that had been invited as guests were middle aged, and each one of them had a woman possessively beside them. After a while, she took in a deep breath and expelled it, moving out of the bathroom. She started the slow walk back towards Mirabel and her boyfriend when someone suddenly moved in front of her. She recoiled and started to scream, but the sound died in her throat when she looked up at the face. It was the guy she had kissed in her college cafeteria few weeks back. Her assaultee, if that was a word.

She replied quickly. “Then, what about kissing? Have you ever kissed someone before?” He suddenly asked. She was taken aback. “No, I haven’t.” She replied honestly. He suddenly rose from the sofa and took a few steps toward her, their eyes were locked in with each other. “Do you want to know what its’ like?” He asked her. She slowly nodded. Then, he leaned in closer and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her into a kiss. It was Victoria’s first kiss, she thought it would be explosive, like the movies she saw as a young girl.

“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.

I laughed. We pulled apart and started heading to the Uber pickup. She had a giant tote bag slung over one shoulder and a phone covered in frog stickers. “You look different,” she said, peering at me. “Like…flushed. And smug. You kissed someone.” I blinked. “What? Noooo….okay, yes.” “WHO?” “I don’t know.” “You don’t—” I grinned. “Okay, so, I tripped over his suitcase at the airport, and he was like, model hot. Like, Wall Street prince hot. We talked. There was chemistry. Then I went to the bathroom and he showed up after getting coffee spilled on him—”