Miss In Kiss Novels & Stories

I called her name and even though I was already sure that it was her the way her eyes widened in reaction. "Chase..." She called me back. The passion in the room had sizzled away and in it's place was this body gripping fury as I grabbed one of her breast and squeezed it and as she winced I gave her a kiss but with the way I smatched our lips together. Before we were going to make love...now all my body just wanted was to f**k my partner downstairs had built up so much tension that if I didn't do anything about it I was bound to lose my mind.

Kissed me good enough that if I had been wearing socks, they would have been knocked off. It felt freeing to kiss him, knowing that everyone already knew and supported us. “Wow,” I said, breathless from his kiss. That man knew how to use his lips in the best possible way. The kiss was short and sweet, but it still made me swoon. We were officially a couple now, especially if we were kissing in front of restaurants. “Blech. Some of us would like to eat,” Gabe said, gently pushing past us to get to the door. “Seriously, get a room.”

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.

Sparse gray hair framed her gaunt, elderly face. When she saw Marigold and me walking hand in hand, with Daniel, now toddling along, her lifeless, dull eyes suddenly flared with astonishment. It was like a brief flicker of life in a dying flame. I smiled before saying, "Ms. Callaghan, I almost forgot to tell you—today marks 23 years since Mari and I met. Don't you think it's a wonderful day to celebrate?" "You… You…" Florence stammered, but no coherent words came out.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

Hopefully. Marissa walked up to me, looking at me like she knew how uncomfortable the thought of showing her the video was making me. She cupped the sides of my neck and kissed me deeply without any hesitation. I groaned softly, losing myself in her soft lips and the feel of her breasts pushed up against my chest. When I eventually lifted my hips, I held her close to me. “I’ve missed doing that.” “So have I,” she breathed, planting a final kiss on my lips before taking a step back. “Should we get that drink?”

It's the first time in weeks anyone's touched me like they actually wanted to, not like I'm something breakable or something contagious, just a friend who missed me. "I slipped the invite under your locker, by the way" she admits, pulling back, wiping quickly at her eyes before anyone can see. "I wasn't even sure you'd come, but I figured if you did, maybe we could finally talk. I've missed you so much it's honestly embarrassing." "You're an idiot," I say, but I'm smiling now, something loosening in my chest that's been tight for what feels like forever. "A sweet idiot. Thank you."

The word made me colder. Mason exhaled shakily. “I can’t lose you, Kitty. I know I messed up. I’ve been thinking...maybe we could start afresh? Take a trip, just us, when you’re better. Somewhere warm. I’ll even book that sea-view suite you liked.” He was smiling again, that boyish, heart-melting smile that once made me believe he was my savior.

“No matter what. I’d always come back.” And then, he pulled her in, and their lips met in a kiss that was unlike any they’d ever shared before. It wasn’t a kiss of passion or desire, not exactly. It was a kiss of survival, a kiss of gratitude, a kiss that said I’m here, you’re here, we made it. It was a kiss that tasted of smoke and tears and cold water, but it was also a kiss that tasted of love, of hope, of the future that was still waiting for them.

She placed her palm on his hand, stopping him from doing what he wanted to do, " I miss you, don't you miss me? I'm here and you want to get back to work? Do you know how much I badly wants to see you?". Christian sighed exhaustedly, " you're welcome", " Christian", " Okay, fine, I miss you, "he gave in. Marissa smiled beautifully and leaned forward to kiss him. Clarisse's heart skipped so hard the moment she stepped in......