Moonshine Kiss Novels & Stories

It’s a silent, breathtaking reversal of dominance. He lowers his head and our mouths crash together, brutal and consuming. His kiss is a declaration of war, fueled by the scotch he’s been drinking, the fury of the slap, and the pent-up denial of the last four days. His tongue plunges into my mouth, possessive and rough, tasting the wine, the lingering resentment, and the sharp copper of my own blood.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

His lips slightly brushed against mine and at this point, it took everything in me to just hold back from pulling him into a kiss. “I’ll always choose you.” He breathed one last time before connecting his lips to mine, sending sparks of electric down my spine. I kissed him back hungrily, my hands already wrapping around his neck as the kiss deepened. A hand made its way under my dress and I held back a moan when his warm fingers roamed around the back of my skin, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. Draven parted his lips and started leaving trails of wet and hot kisses down my neck, his teeth nibbling on my soft spot, causing an uncontrollable moan to escape through my lips. I lost

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

“But it's true. In the end, I can't blame you. That one was a real knockout. Tell me, was he a good kisser?” “Good kisser?” Lina waved her hands as if she were feeling hot. “That’s far from the truth. The guy was great at kissing! He tasted like…Chocolate.” They both giggled, their faces flushed. “It's a shame you didn't get his number...” Maddie lamented. “He doesn't have a friend, does he?” “Yeah, yeah… Such a shame.” “Noah was looking at you with the face of someone who ate something really bitter,” Lina puffed out her chest and pouted. Maddie knew that when she did that, it was because she had messed up. “I can't believe it, you did it on purpose!”

“We have to cut the cake. The guests are waiting.” “Wait,” Bren cuts in, waving the sheet over our heads. “You have to kiss under the missletoe first.” Wyn nods. I take one step and her arms tighten around my neck. “Daddy, wait. One kiss for Mummy.” “Under the missletoe,” Bren finishes for her. “Mistletoe,” El says. Bren frowns. “That’s what I said.” “That’s what my sister said,” Wyn adds.

And he felt his wish was finally fulfilled, although he hopes it wasn't the last. "Let me tell you a secret about this kiss," Boaz was still drunk in ecstasy as he whispered to her. Nina felt tickled by his lips too close to her ears, adding to the fact that she was also feeling hot and intensely aroused. She curled her neck. Boaz was still blindfolded. "That was called a snowball kiss. One comes in the mouth, then we kiss and get to share our tastes. I have longed to do that, but I have never found anyone to do it with until today. Until you." He was breathless as he tried to explain himself so intently. Because what he was going to say next was eating his whole being in excitement already.

This is for repaying you for missing the concert "I whispered as I pulled him close to me and placed my lips on his Can't believe I am the one now kissing a gay I closed my eyes and CJ took over by forcing his tongue on mine as we both kissed