Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

Chapter includes mature content. Read with discretion. *** If Theodore wasn’t good at anything else--which he was--he was an excellent kisser. Abigail hadn’t had experience with many men in her life, but none of them kissed the way Theodore did. Of course, there was that kissing booth in high school where the student body president forced her to participate, claiming that it was ‘A duty to the school’. Abigail had spent the entire afternoon trying to get her mouth clean, even though there had been good and bad kisses.

Quickly, he turned her to him and kissed her hard, his hand squeezing her butt as they both stood next to the office table, their tongues collided and they exchanged saliva that tastes like berries to them. Being the bad girl that she is, Katherine got down to her knees, her black heels still fixed to her feet. She unzipped Inosine pants, brought out his erected dick and began to suck him harder than ever, his dick expanded in her mouth. She rubbed, sucked and caressed her hands, her saliva all over it as it became slippery, long, warm and hard as rock. After minutes of intense blowjob, Innosine pulled her up, rested her on the table, her round ass facing him.

Then, his gentle touch on my shoulder, my chin, and he turned my face up to his, our eyes locking in a sparkling connection. "Khloe, can we just bend the rules this once and kiss?" he whispered, his eyes burning with intensity. I felt like I melted into his gaze, my heart racing with excitement. Was the famous Carl actually seeking permission from me, a mere personal assistant to his rival, before kissing? The thought sent a thrill through me, knowing that he wanted me, and was willing to wait for my consent.

Ruth looked at her teammates sheepishly. Amelia, out if nowhere, pulled out a life-sized picture of Ryan Gosling and set it firmly against the wall. "What is this?" Eliza questioned. "Well, I know how much Brooke adores this guy. He's like her celebrity crush. So we're going to play a little game of Kiss The Lips. Okay, so who'd like to go first?" Amelia asked. "The bride!" Everyone said in unison. Brooke got up and put on red lipstick after which Amelia blindfolded her.

I pulled out my phone to reduce the awkwardness when I saw a new message from the anonymous chat “Guess the new girl can't stay away from taken boys” and then a blurry photo of Max and I kissing”.

“Well, I kissed you, and well, you just… kind of… sat there. So, I’m thinking maybe you didn’t want me to, and I made you uncomfortable?” He whipped his head to the right to stare at her. “You think I didn’t want to kiss you?” “Well… yeah,” Leah turned her face to the passenger side window. “And if not, that’s okay. I thought there was something going on between us, but, I mean, if you don’t feel what you don’t feel… but then, you mention maybe meeting your family? So now, I am completely confused. Are we just agent and roommate-of-target, or friends, or what?”

"This might be a little early,I think I like you... "Like?" "I love you" Kylan said slowly. "Gosh! Who else confess in a bookstore?" Joan rolled her eyes. "Kylan De-Leon" Kylan replied. "Seriously?" Joan chuckled and he held her waist. "So do you wanna taste my lips now,what did you say?" He smirked. "Sure but don't you care about people watching..." "And what's so wrong about kissing my girlfriend in public?" He pulled her much closer and claimed her lips hungrily.

I let out a slow breath, trying to steady myself, but my thoughts were all over the place and none of it felt real yet. “Aria!” I turned at the sound of my name and saw Sophia walking quickly toward me, her expression a mix of shock and excitement. “What was that?” she asked, slightly out of breath. “I don’t know,” I said honestly. “You just kissed a random guy.” “I know.” “In front of Ethan.” “I know.” She stared at me for a moment like she was trying to process everything she had just seen. “That was insane,” she said finally. I let out a small laugh, even though nothing about tonight felt funny. “Yeah.” There was a pause before she leaned in slightly and said, “But also… kind of iconic.”

The man lowered his weapon slowly. Not in surrender. In deliberation. "My name is Adrian Volkova," he said. His accent was American. Educated. The accent of someone who'd grown up far from Prague, far from this darkness. "And I'm going to tell you something that's going to change everything." Dominic kept his weapon raised. "I don't care who you are."

He thought as the kissing scene kept flashing back on his memory. Kaizer, Dean and Hoonie are doing their homeworks. Kaizer scratched his head. “Aish! I don’t want to do this anymore!” He looked at Hoonie. “Hey, Hoonie, just do my homeworks, okay?” Kaizer demanded and he then checked his phone as he grabbed it from his pocket. Kaizer’s eyes widened on what he saw. “Huh! What is this? Blake kissed that commoner girl?” Kaizer said loudly. He’s so surprised because it even had a video and some photos. Blake heard it and his heart skipped in a moment. He then got up and went to them. He sat beside Kaizer. “Hey! What are you saying?” He asked while checking Kaizer’s phone screen.