Korean Serial Playful Kiss Novels & Stories

Chapter 18 26TH JANUARY 2084 In an instant, Jungkook was already up and pressing Jimin harshly against the door. His lips were quick to find the others in a quick rough kiss in which Jimin moaned, obviously enjoying every bit of the moment. Jungkook slowly kissed his jawline down to his exposed neck while Jimin busied himself with exploring Jungkook’s body. Every hard crevice of his masculine body silkily moving underneath his fingers felt like an unreal fantasy for Jimin. Jungkook pressed their crotches together making Jimin groan a little too loudly for Jungkook’s liking but he wasn’t at all bothered since the building was virtually empty now. Jimin smirked as his fingers circled around Ju

"Come on, Tyler. Quit playing around." He tapped his hand on his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek. That's all I ask." I looked at him for a long while, weighing my options. It was just a kiss on the cheek right? I think I could do that. Finally, releasing a heavy breath, I said. "Fine." I leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Just then, Tyler move my phone in front of us, while I kissed his cheek. By the time I looked at the phone to see what he did, he moved the phone from my reach again and began to type something on my phone.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

His tongue slipped out from my mouth and dart down to my lower lips, I was so immersed in this sheer bliss. “Kayden,” I gasped, suddenly, drawing away from him. He stared at me with dazzled eyes, they were so mesmerizing to ogle at, his hands were still stuck on my butt. “Yes,” He answered huskily, and the butterflies in my stomach danced happily. I didn't even know why I pulled back, I gazed deeply into his eyes. “Korean dramas,” I said suddenly. “What?” He questioned confused, his eyes not leaving my face.

She gasped softly against his lips, her body responding eagerly as he trailed kisses down her jawline, nipping playfully at her neck. “See? This isn’t so bad,” he murmured between kisses. “Okay, okay! You win!” Emma let out a soft giggle, her fingers tangling in his hair. With a playful grin, Zian captured her lips again, their kisses growing fervent and filled with longing. He rolled her onto her back, his body covering hers as they tumbled into a playful, passionate embrace.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

she asked, though her playful smile gave her away. "Just holding my wife," Cassian whispered, his voice low and filled with emotion. His hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer as his lips brushed against hers. The kiss started soft, a gentle caress of their lips, but soon deepened into something more sensual and passionate. Hailey melted into his embrace, her fingers threading through his hair as she responded to his kiss, the warmth between them growing with each passing second. Cassian's hands slid up her back, pulling her even closer as the intensity of the kiss consumed them both.

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

He moaned into her folds. Chelsey's thighs fell open even wider, the feeling of his tongue on her clit made her hips lift off the bed. He ate her noisily, sucking and slurping on her pussy as he licked her. Kira brought herself up to face Chelsey, she bumped her nose with hers and placed a light kiss on her lips. Chelsey melted and kissed her back hungrily. The two kissed passionately while he ate her pussy. Deane's cock oozed a silvery strand of precum from his tip when he glanced up and saw them kissing. Their lips moved together with slow sensuality and their tongues tangled in Kira's mouth. Just like with her kiss with Deane, she pulled away suddenly and moved away.

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.