Kissing Signs Novels & Stories

Our faces were dangerously close, and the temptation was overwhelming. Then, I looked around and saw Caleb dancing with a human woman. Their lips were softly touching. A wave of confusion coursed through my body. “What are they doing, Hunter?” Hunter looked in Caleb and the woman's direction, his eyes filled with understanding. “That's a kiss, Fierce. Humans often do it during a dance.” I furrowed my brow, trying to understand. “A kiss? But what is a kiss?” Hunter sighed gently, as if considering how to explain it to me. “A kiss is a gesture of affection and tenderness. It usually involves touching your lips to someone else's lips.”

"A-a k..kiss?" Lorcan nodded, his gaze filled with desire. "Yes, a kiss will seal this agreement between us, and let it be a sign of our unwavering trust."

for the rest of your life. " Slowly, she leaned in and captured his mouth with hers, sealing the promise she had just made to him. At the moment her lips touched his, she knew there was no going back now. It is not as if she ever planned on going back, but this kiss is a physical sign of their promise of forever to each other. She moved her hands around his neck to pull him into her, just to show him how much she meant every single word she just uttered. She slowly pulled away from him when she felt him deepening the kiss. She giggled at him when she ended the kiss, then stared at his lips before asking, "Aren't you hungry? because I am starving. When he didn't reply to her that moment, he

Katy concluded upon seeing the picture, causing another round of whispers to spread through the marketing department. “Does two people kissing cheek to cheek mean they’re dating?” Celene couldn’t refrain from asking, her tone no longer cordial as this kind of frivolous talk was beginning to grate on her nerves. “If Joseph and I gave each other cheek kisses, would that mean we’re in a relationship? The same goes for Criselda and me?”

The young girl was so naive that he could trick her into kissing him so easily. Therefore, he raised his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly to cover up his laughter. He then shared his knowledge of kissing with her. “Nora, what you’re doing isn’t called kissing at all. Kissing is one of human beings’ most instinctive needs, and it’s the most natural form of intimacy between couples. Kissing uses not only the lips; sometimes, it requires the use of the teeth and tongue as well.” Julian walked toward her as he spoke. “As for the reactions you mentioned, those are not signs of you finding it unbearable. It’s your instinctive reaction to my kisses.”

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

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 wanted to kiss every visible part of him, leaving marks of my love—my way of claiming him. The sudden change in location startled him, causing a slight tremor. Despite his efforts to suppress it, I noticed. To soothe him, I released his wrist and intertwined my large hand with his smaller one, fingers interlocked, conveying reassurance through the warmth of our palms. Having covered one side of his jaw with kisses, our lips met again. I missed those sweet moans, and with this in mind, I resumed stealing his breath, until I reached my goal. The other side of his jaw awaited my attention. Alternating between pressing, sucking, rubbing, and teasing, I couldn't deny my kissing skills. His body

He kisses my mark and looks back up to me. "My turn." He nods and tilts his head to the side. I start at his jawline and kiss down his neck, just like he did. He moans once I reach a certain place and I suck lightly before my teeth elongate. Connor moans beneath me and I swear it is the sexiest sound to ever be made. I look at the mark to see a crescent moon with a sun inside of it, and my initials underneath it. My eyes meet his and he kisses me.

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.