Novel & Cerita My First Kiss Practice Lips

"Hmm... Maybe if you give me a kiss." Madeline felt her cheeks burn up at his request. Her gaze fell to his lips, before looking away shyly. "But... I don't know how to kiss." Her innocence only elevated his desire. "You can practice with me as much as you need to." He smirked, closing his eyes in anticipation. Hesitantly, she leaned closer.

Engulfing her soft body into his hard chest. Making their bodies touch in an insane manner. He knotted his hands in her hair and started to suck on her soft brims. Giving the equal treatment to her both lips, he started to taste he mouth which was making him go insane. It was his FIRST KISS . So, was hers. He want to keep on relishing their soft ness but sensing her need air, he parted away not before placing a last smooth kiss . His lips were smiling but hers was opened by shock. He opened his eyes and looked at her face which was beetroot in colour. Her lips swelled due to his treaties, made him smile. She was breathing heavily.

However, his fingertips lingered on her slightly swollen lips. "You still don't know how to breathe properly when we kiss. It seems like more practice is needed." Just as Maia caught her breath, before she could react, another kiss landed on her lips. She wanted to escape, but he saw through her, and he reached behind to hold her little head, leaving her no room for escape... The passionate kiss heated up the entire study. By the time this kiss ended, she immediately covered her mouth. "I-I've learned how to breathe. No need to practice."

I boldly state; not waiting for her answer, I start moving my lips breath by breath closer to hers. The moment our lips touch, the world vanishes in an instant. Her lips are softer than I ever imagined, and she tastes even sweeter than heaven. My lips are firm against hers, but the kiss remains soft, gentle, and slow. We hold it for a few seconds before our lips begin to move in perfect sync. My eyes fall closed, and all I could feel was her. Her warmth, her touch, her being.

If Liam wouldn't have holding me, I would have kissed the ground. I slowly moved my lips against his soft pink arrow shaped lips. For god's sake! This is my first kiss and I didn't even know how to kiss. All I did was move my lips against his unsure what I'm doing. I felt him smile against mine. Soon our lips were moving in sync. He dominated the kiss. I placed my one hand on his cheek and kissed him.

“How terrible do I look right now? And please tell me my breath still doesn’t smell like, you know what.” Maize laughed as she pulled me tighter. “You look absolutely incredible, as always, and your breath smells like minty freshness. But, just to be save, here.” She pulled out some gloss and, while I was hidden in front of her, applied some to my lips. “Perfect, now your hot lips are primed and ready for some kissing.”

The kiss grew hotter, more intense, almost possessive. When he finally pulled back slightly, we were both breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine, and his thumb gently traced my swollen bottom lip. “Not bad for our first practice,” he murmured, voice husky. “You taste even better than I imagined.” Reality crashed back in. I shoved at his chest, stepping back on shaky legs. My face burned with embarrassment and anger. “That… that wasn’t necessary,” I whispered, touching my lips. Cade smirked, looking far too pleased with himself. “On the contrary. It was very necessary. My family needs to believe we’re madly in love. The more convincing we are, the easier this will be.”

I asked, noticing the flicker of anticipation in her eyes as she nibbled on her lower lip. Raising my index finger, I delicately pulled her lip from between her teeth. "Allow me," I murmured, my voice filled with desire. Leaning in, I pressed my lips against hers, initiating a passionate kiss. With a gentle bite, I grazed her soft lower lip, savoring its tenderness. My tongue danced and caressed, exploring the contours of her mouth, infusing our connection with an intoxicating fervor.

"Kissing involves two lips touching, not teeth and lips touching—" "But your lip will touch mine, right? Maybe just a little. Isn't that the case?" she pressed. "No, that's not the case. My teeth would touch your lip, not my lip—" "Oh my God!" She gasped dramatically, her hands covering her mouth. "You practice cannibalism! You want to eat me?!"

I bite my lip, suddenly nervous. “I suppose I do” The first kiss surprises me. My heart races as he leans in, and our lips meet in a deep kiss. His mouth is warm and demanding, tongue sliding against mine. I melt into it, loving the taste of him, the way his lips press firm and hungry. I want more, pulling him closer every time he tries to break away, my body aching for that connection.