Novel & Cerita My First Kisses

Without any hesitation, he brought his lips to mine. It was the most electrifying kiss of my entire life. The passion in that simple act was more intense than any I had ever experienced. It was genuine. It was real. It was exactly what I needed. His touch brought so much relief to the turmoil I had been fighting ever since I had left his house that morning. I breathed him in, not wanting to break the kiss. His cologne, his musk, everything was the same as I remembered and all of it felt like medicine for my wounds.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave the smallest nod. "Yes." He lifted my chin gently with two fingers. The entire hall disappeared, then his lips touched mine. Soft, gentle, and careful. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. This… This was my first kiss. Not with Ethan but with Liam Kingsley. My lips remained stiff until I slowly relaxed, just enough to return the kiss. A loud chorus of cheers exploded through the chapel. Victoria screamed loud enough to shake the ceiling. He pulled away, then gently lifted his thumb and wiped the corner of my mouth before stepping back.

Damian studied my face, then gave a helpless laugh. "Today is our seventh mating anniversary, and you want to humiliate me in front of everyone?" "You knew perfectly well this was our seventh anniversary, and you still crossed that line tonight," I shot back. Damian did not look remotely sorry. If anything, he turned it back on me. "All because I kissed Amber and not you, you're ending our bond? It was one kiss. It meant nothing. You're the Luna. Start acting like it."

“Then why do I have the feeling it’s not true? Otherwise, he would’ve left a number on you, but all I can see is a beautiful girl with pretty eyes.” Dang it. I give in and lean in, attaching my lips to his smooth ones. It’s a brief kiss, but it counts as my first kiss. There isn’t a significant taste or flavor. It’s like sucking moist skin. I pull back instantly, panicked. I gave away my first kiss to a stranger. More panicked, I kissed someone’s boyfriend. “Oh, I’m sorry… I-I shouldn’t. I’m sorry,” I stutter, staring at him, anticipating his reaction.

Callista. I’ve been kissed before. Numerous times, in fact. My first was a boy in fifth grade who’d told me my hair looked pretty that day, and I had been blushing like crazy. Back then we were yet to go through puberty, so it didn’t really make sense. It was just something we had seen older people do, which automatically meant it was a cool thing to do. Then, at recess when we were playing, he'd suddenly appeared next to me, and asked for a kiss. Just like that. I was honestly taken aback, and my mind had been screaming, “Take it! Take it, you fool, this is a one-way ticket to the big leagues!” at me. Back then, all the popular girls had all been kissed, and who didn’t want to be similar to

Vincenzo kissed him deeper, his tongue sinking into Wade's sweet mouth. Wade clamped his teeth down with the intention to bite Vincenzo's tongue. But Vincenzo anticipated that move and nibbled on his lips instead, eliciting a soft gasp from Wade. Then Vincenzo broke the kiss, staring into Wade's eyes with lust and desire. The pleasure from the kiss was too intense that Wade stopped struggling. It was unlike anything Wade had ever felt. In highschool, he had kissed his girlfriend but it didn't feel like this. With his heart threatening to fly out and flushed cheeks, Wade gazed back at Vincenzo.

I think of him and a whirlwind of emotions, questions, and general thoughts flood my head instantly, leaving me with no space to think properly. Above all, of course, is the kiss. The Kiss!!! I sigh, and my hands involuntarily fly to my chest as a smile curls up on my lips. I can feel my stomach tingling and clenching as I replay the way Todd held my neck carefully, the way his lips gently brushed against mine at first, as if seeking permission, and then further massaging gently and - Knock! Knock! Knock! Someone is knocking at my door and then the knocker starts fiddling with the doorknob. I know who it is before the person comes in.

There was nothing left to do but completely cover the space between and she didn’t need to try because in a second he crashed his lips into hers. The room stilled The music sounded like murmurs It was her first kiss and she had it with a handsome stranger at a masked party. It was the perfect end to her dream

The world around her disappeared, leaving only the warmth of his touch and the fluttering in her chest. Clarissa closed her eyes, letting the moment envelop her. She had witnessed gestures of love like this many times between her parents—a quiet kiss, a tender embrace, a shared look—but she had never been on the receiving end of such an intimate act. Now, with Lucas’s lips lingering just a breath away from hers, the realization struck her: this was her first kiss. The weight of it settled in her heart, filling her with both exhilaration and a sense of something profound awakening within her.

That day, Kiera gave me the very first kiss of my life. It was a moment I had longed for, and as her lips met mine, time seemed to stand still. The softness of her touch and the warmth of her embrace left an indelible mark on my heart, forever etching that day into my memory.