Nose Kisses Name Novels & Stories

He shook his head trying to hold in his desire to grab her and get a taste of those strawberry-like lips again. "I'm sorry. What should I call you then, sir?" She said mockingly. Mason grabbed the nape of her neck and brought her face close to his. Kelsey's breathing abruptly stopped and she felt a gasp escaped her mouth. She could smell his sweet minty fragrant and his expensive aftershave. He smelt great and it left some tingling sensation in her nostrils. Mason rested his forehead against her's and spoke. "Mason, call me Mason." He whispered fanning Kelsey's lips with his breath.

His lips hovering over hers, his whispers to her, "Noel." She shivers at his husky, out of breath tone whispering her name, her stomach fluttering uncomfortably, feeling like a pool of lava is sitting at the bottom. This is her first kiss, she never expected it to be so heated. Then again, she never expected the first guy she ever kissed to look like Harken, either.

My mouth flew open. Next, he stepped closer to me and kissed me! It wasn't one of those sweet kisses it was a hard-on French kiss! My first actual kiss! After about five minutes he stepped back and asked, "What's your name?" I was out of breath and replied a bit too quickly, "Jane and yours?" "Taine Mecer." He smiled then kissed me again. - He shook Mr Hunt's hand then looked straight at me and started walking over. I pretended to not notice him and lay back on my arms.

And it annoys me. "Umm, Renee?" I finally manage to point to myself, almost questioning my own name as I look up at him. He chuckles and leans down, kissing my nose and then my forehead. Is it possible for a kiss on the forehead to feel so good? No, no it doesn't not feel good. Bad, very bad. "Nice to officially meet you, Renee," he says with a smile, his eyes never leaving mine. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

He leaned closer, his breath was hot against my skin. "What's your name?" "Aria," I whispered and my voice trembled. "Aria," he repeated, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at how he pronounced the name. He brushed a strand of hair away from my face, "I'm Knox." Before I could respond, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly deepened, and I melted into the kiss.

Anthony said and the guy behind him pushed him aside so he was standing in front of me. He was tall with chocolate brown skin with a low hair cut, he had full lips like Morris Chestnut. He licked his lips like LL cool J and smiled down at me. “Since my friend wants to be rude, I guess we have to introduce ourselves. My name is Unique, but everybody calls me Nique, and what's your name beautiful?” He said holding his hand out for mine to shake. I couldn't help but blush at how he was so focus on me it was like we were the only two people out there. “My name is Essence.” I said putting my hand in his, instead of shaking it he brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed it.

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

' He stared at her bewildered. He move his sweaty hand to her face slowly raising her chin up, he asked softly. "You haven't kissed before?" She nodded negatively and he jerked trying so hard to suppress his laughter. Special stared at him confused not finding any of it funny. She looked up at him with a scowl and asked " The licking and sucking of one's lips is called kissed." Not able to control the laughter anymore the prince burst into a very long laugh, Special stared at him more confused. 'Didnt she say it right? He called it kissed, yes he did."

When he yank me back, my nose collides with his chest. Because of the ache from the bump on my nose, I rub it. I give him a harsh look, but I soon flush like a tomato when he squeezes my nose and kisses the tip. I just close my eyes because his lips were so soft, and I couldn't help but appreciate the feel of it. I lower my standing hairs on my skin by touching the back of my neck.

“No, no, no. Don’t leave me like this. Please.” “Nash,” I cried softly, pleading in my own way for him to give it up. “I’m sorry, but I can’t—” “It’s Ezra,” he corrected with a coaxing smile as he tugged me closer. He tweaked my nose playfully. “Why do you keep calling me Nash?” “Because that’s your…” My words fell quiet as I blinked at him slowly. “Wait, isn’t that what you go by? What everyone calls you?” Confusion swirled through me. I’d only ever heard him referred to as Nash. I’d just assumed—