Love New Kiss Style Novels & Stories

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This kiss blew that kiss out of the water. This was a waterfall kiss. His lips were firm and confident, his tongue tasting and caressing like he couldn't get enough of my taste. I moaned softly, whimpering at his sensual touch that was driving me wild. I'd never been kissed like this before. Finally, I was getting to kiss Leo. My Leo, the man I had loved for years. And here was the proof that he cared for me right back. My hand caressed his jaw, feeling the end of day stubble that rasped against my lips. I loved how masculine and strong he was.

Dazed, I stammered, "That's what I meant. You show me in your own way that you love me. So love me, love me like you do, because your love is so beneficial, so benevolent and so unconditional like no other in this world!” Happy as ever, I looked at the couple, who looked at us with extreme surprise. “How long have you been going?” Krystal asked, to which I replied, “It's been almost two hours. I wanted you to hear it from us personally and not from anyone else. We probably owed you more than that."

“What kind of kiss was it?” “What do you mean?” “Was it long, short? Tongue? Did he moan while he kissed you?” “I guess there was some tongue.” Willow shrugged. “But I promise it was nothing! It was a kiss for show and that’s it.” No it wasn’t. I was getting really irritated with Levi now. He had many opportunities to tell his family that Willow was not his girlfriend and now he was making them think that they were madly in love. Who does that?

His lips brushing against my ear Our hearts beat as one I smile as tears of joy escape my eyes "Roman," I whisper. Love in my voice. "I love you too." Roman's lips meet mine. Soft and gentle. Our kiss sends shivers down my spine. Time stands still. The world fades leaving only us lost in our love. Roman's lips devour mine. Passion explodes between us. Our confession ignites an uncontrollable fire within us. We stumble to the ground together. Hands roaming, clothes shed Skin to skin. Our bodies entwined. Roman's touch sends shivers down my spine.

"Let... let go of my hand," Scarlett struggled, her voice barely a whisper. Wayne didn't let go. Instead, he wrapped her soft hand in his palm and leaned down to kiss her lips. Normally, Scarlett would resist, but this time, she was unusually quiet. She didn't push him away. She even closed her eyes! For the first time, she allowed herself to quietly feel someone's presence, to feel the rush that a kiss brought to her heart. His kiss was soft, passionate, and lingering.

Ever. My heart melted when he finally kissed me back, painfully slow, as if he was trying to fight his own instincts and conceal his anger. An arm made its way to my neck, and I followed his movement, holding the back of his neck and savoring his lips. This felt so right. He was being so gentle and slow, as if he was trying to pour all of his hidden feelings into the kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but due to a lack of oxygen, I finally had to pull away.

Then I asked slowly, “Hey are you married?” He raised an eyebrow asking me to continue, so I did, "I'm Sienna, nice to meet you. I'm Sienna, officially left with nothing, I just left everything now. Plus you look like you are in need of cash, I have talent and a job to make money, I just need a marriage certificate. Meetings like this are rare, especially for someone like me, and you look like someone who would give a heartache to my Uncle, which is exactly what I'm planning right now.

I lean forward and place my lips to his. I kiss him passionately like it's my last because it is. I'll never forget the taste of these lips on mine, never ever. No man will ever have my heart because it will always belong to Lore Cavannaugh. I slowly unbutton his shirt and run my palms over his perfect body. He unzips my dress and unclasps my bra. His mouth comes to my neck, kissing and sucking gently, then his mouth comes back to mine and he kisses me, pouring all his love into me and mine into him.

The music transported me back to my roots in New Orleans, and I swayed in his arms, feeling the rhythm in my soul. I turned to him, my lips brushing against his, and we shared a soft, sweet kiss. His taste was a unique blend of sweetness, lust, and deep love, a flavor that was uniquely Abatrose. My desire for him flared, and I knew that tonight, he would be mine. We savored the moment, our love and need for each other building, the tension between us growing in anticipation of the night ahead.