Novel & Cerita Kissing Contests

[Ayu's POV] My head was lowered while walking towards the class. Some people noticed me, not as usual. I thought, is there something wrong with my appearance today? I felt a hand wrapped around my waist, suddenly made me turn to the side and suddenly a man gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Morning, my girlfriend" said the man. I rolled my eyes in embarrassment. I pushed his shoulders, to get away from me. I'm afraid there are teachers who see our romantic scene. If caught, really embarrassing, right?

. "You heard the lady." "This is insane—" "You're still here," I pointed out. "Still hard. Still touching him." I pulled my fingers out, brought them to my lips, sucked them clean. "Still wanting." Jaden looked at me. Then at Ethan. Then back at me. "One kiss," he said finally, voice rough. "Then this stops." "Sure," Ethan said, not believing him for a second. "One kiss." Jaden grabbed Ethan's face and kissed him like he was trying to win a fight. It was brutal. Angry. All teeth and aggression and barely leashed violence. Ethan kissed back just as hard, their mouths crashing together like they were trying to destroy each other. And it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. My hand moved faster

And she noticed. The festival was also the final couple contest of the retreat—a kiss-off. Couples were tasked with delivering the most authentic, chemistry-packed kiss in front of the judges and retreat guests. Yes, it was cheesy. Yes, Ivy wanted to die. But with $50,000 and reputations on the line, there was no backing out. She and Lake stood in the queue of couples, hands linked. His thumb traced slow, distracting circles on her palm. "Nervous?" he asked. She rolled her eyes. "We’ve kissed before. This should be easy."

and fell into deep thought. The rules were simple enough—whoever could kiss their partner the longest would win. But then… The contest was meant for couples. Britney and I were single. So, what couple? Britney walked over calmly and said, "I've already signed the two of us up. As long as we get into the top three, you win." "Shouldn't the two of us be competing against each other?" I asked with a frown. She replied steadily, "We are competing against each other. I get to pick the competition."

Rachel arched her brows. “Well, it's more like a kissing game. Two people would be chosen and they have to spend two minutes in either a room or anywhere. The rules are simple. No cell phones, send the chosen two into a private room for 7 minutes, the door must be closed, the lights turned off, and let the chosen two out after 7 minutes” Tegga explained. “That sounds cool. So what would they be doing during the 7 minutes?” Aaliyah asked. “That is up to them. They can choose to kiss, romance, kill themselves, talk, or ....even have sex.”

Vaughn grinned. Orion's jaw tick. "But don't worry, our mouths are sealed," Nate smirked. "And about those two, they are playing a game. It's called the seven minutes kissing game, they get a reward if they kiss for seven minutes without breaking it up." Rita explained. That seemed to make Orion more angry. "A game?"

He looked into my eyes like he was staring right into my soul, and I couldn’t help feeling hot all over. In the end, I broke the stare blushing and giggling. “Gosh, you made me break mine.” Another girl said, and another couple broke theirs. Only two couples made it to one minute without breaking their stares. “Alright. Now is the final game. See we wasted no time? A little game, but a huge reward. It’s a new year gift. Whoever will be doing the kissing should come forward.” He said, and the girls all came forward. We applied lipstick on our lips, and I made sure to apply a lot.

“My Prince Charming is so much better than his it’s not even funny. Mine’s traditional. His is just… Lame.” I grinned because his mood was amusing. The brothers had always been somewhat competitive. “Well, there sure are a lot of Prince Charmings here tonight,” I mused, trying to distract him. Grinning, Brick leaned closer. “The more for you to choose from, my dear.” With a chuckle at his own joke, he straightened. “Now, where were we? Oh, right. Elton.” He placed his hands on my shoulders and twirled me around until we were facing a certain way. But as soon as I latched my gaze on Christopher—looking more like a general in a French war than Prince Charming—some man dressed as a priest appro

“Let’s talk about the game first,” “Well, I already signed you up. Still not pregnant by now?” he sounds teasing. I blushed from the thought that popped in my head from what he said. Jacob and I did not even completed the mating! Ugh! “Dylan!” I said in a warning voice. He laughed. “Well, the contest is scheduled this week. Three days from now. As usual, it will be held during sunset. There’s new faces, too, maybe someone will finally beat you.” I slapped his back hard and he only laughed.

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.