Miss In Kiss の小説・ストーリー

The taste of her was intoxicating, a sweet nectar that fed the flames of their passion. Simultaneously, Bryan and Madissa shared in this moment of profound connection. Their lips found each other's with equal fervor, the heat of their passion intertwining with the shared intensity of Joe and Nerissa's kiss. A symphony of emotions swirled between the four of them, an intricate tapestry woven with desire, love, and the promise of a future entwined.

[ Mavis's POV ] The kiss lasted for a very long time. I didn't want to break the kiss, because I was enjoying the sweet tasty flavor from Denise's lips. I was lying when I said her lips sucks, her lips had the strawberry taste, that keeps you longing for more. Our heads turn left and right as we kiss so passionately. I was about deepening the kiss more, when Denise broke the kiss. Our breath was loudly heard, because of the hot kiss we shared.

By the time I registered what happened, I was already pinned against a window. Jackson pressed his face into my neck and licked slowly. “I missed you.” My knees nearly gave out. I slid my fingers into his hair, gripping and loosening again as my chest tightened with every breath. That flutter in my chest felt exactly the same as it had back at Rose Manor. My lips were captured next. He gave me a gentle breath of air, and that finally snapped me out of the haze. I blinked back to reality just in time to hear Zero sigh softly. “Missy still has not learned how to kiss.”

He leaned down, his lips brushing hers in a promise of release, a deep, consuming kiss that tasted like home, like survival, like the perfect, chaotic rebirth. “God, I’ve missed you guys so much,” Myla whispered against Jared’s mouth, her voice trembling. “Take me.”

But instead of the long, tender kiss she had dreamed of, Maurice brushed his lips against hers in the briefest contact imaginable, a fleeting touch, barely there, gone before she could even savor it. He pulled back swiftly, his expression composed as if nothing had happened. Mia blinked in surprise, her lips tingling from the ghost of the kiss. For a heartbeat, disappointment flickered in her eyes, but she quickly masked it with a graceful smile, unwilling to let anyone suspect otherwise. To Mia, it was a fragment she wished had lasted longer. She lingered in the aftertaste, her heart tightening with a painfully bittersweet pang of disappointment. To the cheering guests, it had seemed perfec

The kiss is soft and slow, a tender exploration, his lips parting slightly to invite my tongue in as I respond with equal fervor. A delightful tingling sensation courses through my body as he deepens the kiss, his lips moving against mine with a gentle urgency that makes my heart race. In that moment, everything else fades away—no worries, no fears, no thoughts of past or future. There’s just the intoxicating heat of the moment, the electric connection between us, and the pure, unbridled passion of our kiss that feels like it could last forever.

The kiss intensified, a mingling of desire and longing that left us both breathless. As our lips came together, a tingling sensation rippled through her body. My hands cradled her face, enhancing the kiss's intensity. Our lips moved with a gentle urgency, in perfect sync. In that very moment, nothing else existed - no worries, fears, or thoughts of the past or future. All that remained was the fiery passion and electric connection of our kiss. It was a memory I knew would linger in my heart, a moment that would endure long after our lips had parted.

Amidst her laughter, she reassured me, "No, just kidding. It's definitely you." With a smirk I respond "I know." I pull her closer to me as I lean feeling the anticipation building up inside me. Our lips meet, and there's a rush of warmth and tenderness as we share a gentle, passionate kiss. It's like the delicate flutter of butterfly wings, a moment of pure bliss. The kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity, our lips parting only for brief moments to catch our breath. I explored her mouth with a gentle urgency, our tongues intertwining in a dance of passion and desire.

"Is that what you want?" Mia's breath hitched slightly, but she leaned toward me, closing the distance between us. Her eyes fluttered shut, and I pressed my lips against hers. The kiss was tentative at first, but it filled every inch of me with warmth. Moments later, I dragged her across the couch and into my lap, deepening the kiss with all the longing I'd been holding back for weeks. Mia responded in kind, her arms wrapping around my neck as she held me close to her. I groaned, loving the feeling of her body against mine and the softness of her lips.

She said shyly, "No. I'm twenty-six years old this year and this is my first kiss. How is that fast?" The corner of Edward's mouth twitched a few times before he said, "Miss Miya, we have just known each other a few days ago. I don't think it's appropriate for me to kiss you now. Besides, there are so many people in the cafe. It doesn't look good and it will tarnish your reputation if the others see us."