Novel & Cerita Nose Kisses

He stood up, his tall frame towering over the room. Hazel nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Alright," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Noah's face softened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He leaned down, his lips brushing against Hazel's in a gentle kiss. It was a soft, sweet gesture, filled with love and care. Hazel's heart fluttered in response, her skin tingling with a warm sensation.

I don’t recall any of the servants kissing each other and most of them were friends. She gave me a thoughtful smile. “You haven’t been kissed before… Have you?” I shook my head, feeling myself blush. “Well… Bart is my best friend. And my amazing lover- So, yes, for some friends, kissing is normal. It’s a sign of affection or respect. It just depends on the context.” A sweet smile touched her lips. “Your first kiss should be special. So, if you aren’t comfortable, then don’t waste it. You only get one first kiss and it’s the one you remember for your whole life.” I nodded silently and continued to eat. “Have you caught him staring at you?”

Neil's natural fragrance was irreplaceable, something that would always draw me in. I was worried that Neil might feel pressured or uncomfortable from my intense kissing, yet I couldn't bring myself to let go of him. I tried to be gentler. As he closed his eyes, I softly planted two deep kisses on his eyelids, then kissed the tip of his nose and both cheeks, before returning to his lips to continue my tender conquest.

His eyes are fixed on my lips and he is looking at me intensively. "Can i kiss you." He whispered while looking at me with his intense eyes. He lean closer to my face that our nose are touched to eachother and i can feel his hot breath on my lips. My breath is fastened and heat is started beating fast. I felt butterflies in my stomach. He raised his hand and slowly removed my big nose ring from my nose and it slide off easily because it was stuck on my nose artificially because i didn't have pierced my nose. He leaned more to me that our lips are almost touching and before i could say anything he took my full lips between his and kissed them.

I tried to divert the topic. "Not yet, but if you're going to make me drink it, I will." "Okay. I'll go get your medicine." "Nope, stay here." he stopped me from leaving, holding my left arm. "One kiss on your fore head is equal to eating. One kiss on the tip of your nose is equal to drinking a medicine. One kiss on your lips... means you're going to marry me," He said as he held my neck and kissed me on my forehead, and the tip of my nose.

Nora's heart raced as she felt the weight of Merrick's gaze, igniting a fire deep within her. Closing the distance between them, Merrick leaned in, capturing Nora's lips in a kiss that spoke of passion and longing. Their mouths melded together, their tongues entwining in a dance of desire and connection. The intensity of their kiss deepened, a fusion of emotions and sensations that sent shivers down their spines.

Anything terrible could happen to me and, as always, I would end up losing. He brought his face close to mine, and I instinctively closed my eyes. He put his forehead on mine and took a deep breath. I was so bewildered, I didn’t know what to do. He brought his nose to my neck and started to smell it. It was the weirdest thing he had done to this day. He kissed it a couple of times, and between kisses, he said, “I missed you, Nora.” That was all he said while he kissed my face, my cheeks, my forehead, and when he reached my mouth, I turned my face away. I would never in a million years allow him to infect me with his saliva. That has been contaminated by countless women.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

he made me face him, "I want you to have fun when you are with me." He closed our gap and brushed his nose on mine. I am not fond of knowing the names of kisses, but I remembered that this is called an Eskimo kiss. I sighed and gave him a smile, but I couldn't help but slap his arm when he jokingly said, "But tell me the truth, were you the spreading the gossip that I am handsome?"

Noah found a way to create a discussion. “White and pink,” I scratched my head, ashamed for not knowing any flower names. “Okay,” he smirked. “Roses only, or you want something else?” “Roses is great!” I bent my head shyly. “There is the place.” I pointed to a small café on the other side of the street. I hoped its cozy, private tables would provide me with the needed space to steal a kiss. When we entered, the scent of freshly baked cookies and coffee invaded my nostrils.