Klance Kissing Novels & Stories

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

The unexpected kiss made Lani stagger backward, only to be caught by Kane's arm. Lani passively accepted the kiss, her lips tingling from the unexpected sensation. Kane kissed her while gently stroking her back, causing her cheeks to flush with warmth. Gradually getting used to the kiss, Lani wrapped her arms around Kane's neck. Encouraged by her response, Kane deepened the kiss. "You owed me a kiss in the movie theater. Now, I'm reclaiming it. Rate our date today five stars," Kane's husky voice murmured as he kissed Lani's earlobe carefully. Lani gasped within his embrace, gripping Kane's hand tightly.

Darla said as she paused the kiss to catch her breath. Lance didn't care about Darla's comment. He pulled back on Darla's nape and crushed her lips. Exchanging saliva and letting their tongues entwine intimately. Occasionally, Lance moaned when Darla squeezed his erect cock. However, the man didn't want to end the kiss. She just got wilder, running her tongue deeper.

Jena's eyes were already wide, it looked like she was drunk because we also drank a lot of bottles of wine. My eyes widened as Jena kissed Clarkson, but I was even more surprised to see that Clarkson responded to Jena's kiss on her. "Clarkson," Clarendon said his name and seemed to be watching how I would react as I watched the two. I felt annoyed in my mood, so from my side I pulled Kristoffer's polo collar and kissed it as well.

Their faces were inches apart and for a moment, neither of them moved. Their lips brushed—soft, accidental and brief. Kyle blinked and chuckled nervously. “Do you want to kiss me that bad?” Kellan didn’t answer. Instead, he lifted his head slightly and pressed his lips against Kyle’s. The kiss was slow and unsteady. Kellan’s lips were warm, tasting faintly of alcohol. There was no force, no urgency—just a quiet, reckless need, like he was holding onto the only thing within reach. Kyle froze as his heart raced. For a second, he almost kissed back.

Clark leaned forward. And kissed her. Not a polite kiss. Not a quick one. The same lips that kissed me every morning before work. The same lips that kissed me every night before bed. Now, they belonged to another woman. The hall erupted in cheers. “Aww!” “They look perfect together!” “What a beautiful couple!” My fingers curled, gripping the edge of my dress, as if that was the only thing holding me upright.

he repeated. Ky couldn't contain his excitement, bouncing slightly. "Come on, my turn," he said, intrigued by Knox's reaction. I couldn't help but laugh, turning towards Ky to give him easy access to the mark. The laughter was light, shared among us, a moment of pure connection. Knox chimed in, "Skip touching it... kissing it is way better." Kael added, sporting a knowing smirk, "Wait until you lick it." Ky leaned in, pressing a kiss to the mark, a moan escaping him immediately. The sound resonated deep with the primal satisfaction that coursed through him. Without hesitation, he followed Kael's advice and playfully licked the mark.

Klara thought he would kiss her on lips but his lips landed on her cheek disappointing her. ……………… “Why can’t I kiss your lips?” Klara laid her head on his chest as her fingers played with his shirt buttons. After the pleasure session an hour ago Ralph carried her in bridal style to her room. He wanted to have another make out session but Klara refused as she is feeling so sultry because he drenched her bra with his saliva and she felt her skin sticky with her sweat.

“Don’t start on me.” Kane stepped closer. “Answer the question.” “And if I don’t?” “Such a sassy mouth. Damn, I missed it the last week.” Her face softened. “Kane—” He fused his lips to hers, stopping her protest. He groaned softly at the dark, sweet taste of her and deepened the kiss. Immediately Ginger melted into him. Both arms circled his waist as her mouth clung to his in a kiss that was both sweet and compelling. When he went to touch her face, he realized he hadn’t even taken his damn gloves off. He broke their lip-lock and studied her. “Where’s your sling?”

I should— But I didn’t. I just stood there for a second, looking at him. His face was calm, like none of this affected him. Unlike me. Everything inside me felt messy. Loud. Confused. And before I could stop myself… I leaned in. And I kissed him. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t even perfect. But it happened. And for a moment… I didn’t think about Ethan. I didn’t think about anything. Just that one second.