Kissing Teenage の小説・ストーリー

I was realizing now how absurd it sounded, being seventeen and thinking the boy you met in middle school would be your forever. "What did you or Tessa say? I can't imagine anything you would have said deliberately to upset her." Stacy asked after a moment. "Okay, so." I inhaled deeply, going back over the entire moment in my head for the tenth time that hour. "Tessa and I kissed, a lot. And it was so good, it really was." Stacy watched me with excitement, eating up every word as I told her. "I know what you mean now, about the kissing thing. I'm addicted."

Under the moonlight, she kissed my lips, moving with more conviction than the last time, We were two teenagers, exploring life, making mistakes, and understanding ourselves together, yet I felt like I was cheating on her already, like I was hurting her without even doing anything. We eventually got a cab which quietly drove us back to the dorm. As we pulled up in front of the hostel, Lisa leaned over and kissed me one more time, her lips soft and warm against mine, the leather beneath my ass pulling me to sink into it. “Take all the time you need,” she whispered as she pulled away. “And there’s no pressure to say yes, let’s just not get weird.”

We had just left the doors when the teenagers erupted in noise. “I followed you,” he grumbled. “Now what?” I leaned up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to Kaden’s. “It was to let them be relaxed enough to eat. Your pack members should not hold their breath around you.” His arms slipped around my waist as he kissed my mark. “Do I get that blowjob now?” I rolled my eyes. “Maybe I should drop to my knees and do it right now. If they knew how sex-crazed you are, they would not fear you as much.”

“There’s a reason Alphas clash with other Alphas, and omegas don’t.” I swallowed. “So from Tommy’s perspective what he could be feeling could be a side effect. Not love. Just some chemistry.” A sharp ache jolted through my chest, like she had lodged a knife in my chest. We sat like that for a moment, and then I said, quietly. “We kissed.” I held her gaze. “In high school. Before all of this. Before the stupid drugs.” Valentina smiled. “High school?” She shot me an incredulous look. “Boys with their raging hormones. Besides, around that time most of us don’t even understand our secondary sex.”

Everyone laughing, chanting names, passing around an empty soda bottle like it was a crown of thorns. And then someone shouted mine. And his. Logan Shaw. He was all wild hair and crooked grin and too much confidence for a thirteen-year-old. We stepped into the closet, the door closed, and for five full minutes we just stood there — two awkward kids drowning in the sound of our own breathing. Then, right before the timer went off, he kissed me. Quick. Soft. Awkward. The kind of kiss that shouldn’t matter and somehow still does. The door opened, everyone cheered, and he bolted like touching me had been a dare he was relieved to survive.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

I'll choose kissing her over pranks any day. We stop by Derrick and Camden's locker first and it's at the tip of my tongue to warn them about Rain's prank but I keep my mouth shut. If I'm going to sleep with her, I should start being nice to her. Should I recorded this and send to her as a gesture of good will? I chuckle to myself. Am I really ready to shove my friends under the bus for a chance at pussy? Who am I? Rain and a girl that's dating one of her stoner friends enter the hallway and they try to pretend they're not watching us. Rain's eyes don't meet mine. She's looking everywhere but at me. Glad to see I'm not the only one affected by the kiss.

At this moment, the air crackles with tension and unspoken desire. As they lock eyes, a tender spark of longing passes between them. Kalix's gaze shifts to her lips, and with an aggressive touch, he leans in to press his lips against hers. The kiss is wild, filled with a mix of passion and desire. Time seems to stand still as they get lost in the intoxicating moment, their bodies drawing closer in a warm embrace.