My First Kiss Game Novels & Stories

It feels like everything has ceased to exist except the feel of his lips on mine, and I feel like I could cry as I kiss someone I really wanted to kiss for the first time. He grips my waist and lifts me up so that I wrap my legs around his waist as he presses me against the wall. He’s rough, like he cannot control himself. Like an animal, he growls and I throw my head back so that his lips can move to my throat. He nibbles at the sensitive skin there and kisses me in a way that makes my toes curl. “Oh, God.” I moan and he pulls on my hair so that I look into his eyes. “You know that this isn’t a game, right? This, you and I, this is brutally real. It’s something you don’t come back from.” He

Mira's P. O. V The tentative meeting of our lips caused sparks to fly in every direction as Darren huddled me closer to himself. Soon the kiss became urgent and hungry as Darren's tongue explored every bit of my mouth with fierce passion. We parted only just to catch our breaths. " What did you do to me?" Darren asked, his voice very hoarse and laden with passion. I ran my hands through his wet hair and kissed his forehead.

"What do you mean?" asked Claire, her face flushed red from the sensation she felt. "We are playing in this game," he replied. "So, you are a player? Not a character in the game?" asked Claire in a rising voice. However, Adonis immediately locked Claire's lips with hers, crushed them gently until Claire forgot what she had just said. Her brain was paralyzed by the man's kiss. Claire should have screamed, cursed, fought back, but she did the opposite. Whether it's the charm of an Adonis or the charm of a man who plays behind it.

There was a softness in the way he kissed her, a reverence for this moment shared between just the two of them. Their lips met in a gentle union, a meeting of souls that transcended the physical touch. It was a quiet conversation, a language of intimacy spoken through the softness of their embrace. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of their connection enveloping them in a cocoon of affection. Prim's laughter dissolved into a soft sigh against Ian's lips, a contented exhale that mirrored the tranquility settling within her. His kiss held a tenderness that spoke of unspoken promises, of a love that sought solace in the simple intimacy they shared.

Our mouths separate, but our hot breaths mingle, even with my eyes closed, I can now smell the woody perfume exhaled by this man intoxicating me even more, he squeezes my waist once more and I squeeze his strong arms. That was the best kiss I've ever had in my entire life! Well, if you look back, I never even gave a peck, so this, in a way, is my first kiss. With a complete stranger! Shit! What am I doing? I need to at least meet the face of the man who won my first kiss, I slowly open my eyes. As if his touch on my skin is burning me, I pull away, wide-eyed, my heart pounding in my chest.

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.

She'd said she read it in some notes their Dad left out for his research into 19th century British royalty. According to Jess, the game's object was to sneak up on another contestant and surprise them with a quick kiss on the lips. If the frontrunner got three smooches ahead of their victim, they could demand a favor. Usually it meant doing one of their chores or loaning out a favorite toy for the day. Then the kiss count reset to "even" and the game began again. Of course, she'd made the whole thing up. They played the game for years until she'd turned twelve. Puberty made her tall, gangly, shy and awkward. She didn't want to kiss him anymore.

He chuckles, breathing hot air on my neck and I freeze afraid that he will mark me right here and now. “You never answered my question little mate. Who was your first kiss?” I gulp. “It was…” I can’t think with him being so close to me so I push his chest to get him to back away. He sits back in his normal position and waits for my answer. “It was Dylan O’Harrigan in fifth grade.” He growls as he thinks of the pack member that touched my lips before him. “Were there any others before me?” Two can play this game, Alpha. I’ll keep this in mind when it’s my turn to throw a wild card your way.

Kimberly turned to Alice, "You do know how to play, right?" "Of course, I do" Alice smiled "Perfect" Kimberly leaned forward with a mischievous grin. “Alright, let’s get this game started. I’ll go first.” She picked up her glass, eyes gleaming with amusement. “Never have I ever… kissed someone and regretted it.”

20 seconds Blinking his eyes a few times as he re-reads the question only made him more confused than before. "A first night kiss with the stranger at night with Koishi" 18 seconds 'What in the world kind of sentence is that even like like it's so wrong??' Koishi thought as his eyes shifted from the seconds to the sentence' "What kind of stranger even this is referring to ugh!!" his finger lighting gazing over the hologram in front of him not being sure which one he should be clicking at the moment. 11 seconds 'Ugh whatever it is I will get to meet another character of the game at the same time and I hope I get a good one' pressing his lips into a thin line as the count-down from 10 begins.