Never Been Kissed Book Novels & Stories

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

Her scent swirls around me creating a haze effect in my head. Before I can lean down anymore, a sweet laugh escapes her lips. She is nervous. Little does she know, that so am I. I have never felt this way about another girl and I have definitely never felt nervous around another girl before. Her sweet voice wraps around me as she admits. “I’ve never been kissed before.” My dick instantly gets hard. My mate has never been touched by another. Hunter is over the moon with the idea that we would be her first everything, but even more excited that we will be her last.

I just took. I expected her to fight me. I expected her to hit my wounded arm. I expected her to yell but she did not. She stood there stiff for only one second. Then she melted into the kiss. She let me in, sbe closed her eyes. I felt her hand come up and rest on my chest. It was a small hand. I heard a small sound come from her throat, It was a good sound. I kissed her harder. I pushed all my anger and all my loneliness into the kiss. She was tasting good, she was tasting like water and fire at the same time. I wanted to never stop, i wanted to pick her up and take her away and keep her.

BOOK 3: Chapter 49: Sinfully Yours They are kissing each other like nothing else in the world matters. Their mouths move in sync, desperate and greedy, lips molding together in a slow, heated dance that only deepens with every second. Tongues entwine, curling and tasting, savoring the forbidden flavor of each other like it’s the last thing they’ll ever have. Their kiss isn’t just about hunger—it’s about a desperate need. It’s raw and aching. They are clinging onto one another, shivering under the weight of the passion that has consumed them both entirely.

"Hey, I was supposed to go first!" ___ "Never have I ever kissed someone. Lip to lip of course," Revina said. All of us responded in unison by putting a finger down. "Okay, I got one," Allison chirped. "Never have I ever fallen in love." "Never," said Rio. "Neither did I," this time, Everley said. "I am thirty and still single. I'm hopeless." "I haven't even kissed someone on the lips," Revina whined. Rio glared at his sister. "You better haven't."

For a fleeting second, it was only us. He didn’t kiss me tenderly. It wasn’t gentle, or sweet, or forgiving. It was a claim. Fierce, demanding, unapologetic. A kiss that burned away the whispers, the pity, the memory of Damien Callahan. A kiss that said you are mine now. When he pulled away, my chest heaved, my lips stung, and my world tilted on its axis. The church erupted in applause, but I couldn’t hear it. Because for the first time since Damien shattered me, I realized something chilling—

“Kara told me that sometimes the females will save their first kiss and their first sexual experience for their mates.” I recall the kiss earlier and how nervous she seemed at first. Was I her first kiss? Shaking my head, I refuse to think about what that would mean. No, I have to harden my heart. “Look, Nevaeh, I made my choice. I’m fine now. Let’s just go and get this night over with.” Nevaeh gives me a disappointed look but doesn’t comment further. “Let’s go then,” Mikhail mumbles carefully. Nodding my head, I walk back into the room and breathe a sigh of relief when I don’t see Cassia. However, my relief is short-lived when I don’t see the man she was with.

Ezra's POV: The kiss in my study had unleashed something primal, a raw, undeniable hunger that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. Her lips, soft and yielding, tasted of a forbidden sweetness that ignited a fire within me, a dangerous, possessive claim I couldn't resist. When I finally broke the contact, our breaths mingling in the charged air, her wide, trusting eyes held a bewildered vulnerability that both captivated and stirred a fierce protectiveness.

ALEXANDRIA What even prompted me to do this? I had never kissed anyone before, but in that moment, I was glued to his lips like I had done so plenty of times prior. It was just a mere pressing of our lips—frankly, because I had no idea how to kiss. However, the sparks that flared with that kiss felt just as intoxicating as I had read about in my favorite romance novels. I could feel the gazes of those inside the club boring into us, accompanied by gasps of surprise and the murmurs that rippled through the crowd.