Kissing My Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had to make sure my heart wouldn't break, so I stood taller, arching my back, willing the fear which grasped my heart tightly back down. "Adam, I guess I believe you. But I wish it were easier for me to see that you were truly real. I mean, come on, don't you know that I have been having these weird hallucinations?" I said while shrugging my shoulders, not ready to reveal what was laid upon my heart. Yet, Adam, my best friend from childhood, who's still married for Moon Goddess' sake, had this way about him that helps break down my walls. Which is something I had yearned for, for a long time. And now, being with him, which I know is forbidden, is something I desperately need.

Charlotte There I was, fully naked in the arms of the hottest guy I’d ever seen, and he was adorably shocked by my request to suck him off. “Oh, that’s what strikes you speechless,” I teased him. “Not me stripping naked less than an hour after we met?” “I—” I slipped my arm around his neck and pulled him down. When he went in for a kiss, I dodged him, bringing my lips close to his ear. “No, the thing that shocks you is learning that I want you to come in my mouth and let me gulp down every drop.”

"I cannot see you anymore. Not the way we have been doing it. Not the coffee, not the noodles, not any of it." "Did I do something?" he asked. His voice had gone careful. "No. You have done nothing wrong. You have been one of the best things about this entire semester and that is exactly the problem." "I do not understand," he said. I took a breath. "My best friend Jade. I think she has feelings for you. She told me this weekend." The silence on the other end lasted longer this time. "Jade," he said slowly. "From the water dispenser." "Yes. That Jade."

“Come on, take it off. It’s mine. All mine.” I crossed my arms, provoking her. “So it’s just going to be based on sex?” “No. I get turned on just by hearing you. I don’t even know how I managed to watch your presentation at college. When you started talking about…” “You were turned on during my presentation, Mavi?” She bit her lip and nodded. “Wet. I love it when you talk.” We kissed. A wet, hungry, intense kiss. “Let’s not label it. No setting dates. No talking about the future,” she whispered, stopping the kiss with a finger on her lips. “Are you okay?”

I could see her and Ethan locked in a passionate kiss by the window. A sharp pang struck my chest. Brenda and I had been together for eight years, and it ended so abruptly. Even though I could see the truth as clear as day and had tried so hard to accept it, it still hurt like hell.

My lips part as I pressed them gently against Dre's, taking her mouth into mine. My mouth opened up hers as I sucked tenderly on her bottom lip. Our lips moved against each other. My tongue brushed hers as our kiss deepened. My heart hammered loudly, Dre's body stilled. I was kissing Dre, my best friend. That evening, I went home. I remembered our kiss. I thought about it all night long and every night after that. *Fuck Nia Saint.* I wanted Dre.

I said when he suddenly kissed me again. I don’t know how long that lasted as long as I know we were both chasing our breath. He lay down so I also lay down on his arms. I don't have a heavy head so that's okay. "You know what, babe?" he was speaking so I looked at him, "I never imagined we would end up like this." "Me either," I said, "I thought I will just be your best friend forever. Or worst, we'll break up being a best friend."

“Geez. If you think that was me flirting, you seriously need to learn a few things, buddy.” “You’re right,” he murmured, moving in closer. So close. “I suck at flirting. I’m much better at just plain kissing.” And he swept his mouth against mine.