Nose Kisses Novels & Stories

Nosa's fingers switch to touching Kaylila's blushing lips. A moment later, Nosa reaches out her hand grabbing Kaylila's nape. Nosa closes her lips to Kaylila's lips, kisses her slowly, wanting to feel the sensation that runs through her body. A second later that desire began to overwhelm him. Kaylila's lips were gently and gently crushed. Kaylila closes her eyes, enjoys, feels something that arises from every touch of Nosa's lips. Kaylila reciprocated the kiss, retaliating against her, repeatedly, reciprocating each other. Their breath hunts each other, demands each other, as if feeling a long thirst. Suddenly Nosa releases her grip on Kaylila's nape, with a hunting breath, Nosa distances he

he said and then moved closer to kiss my cheek. " You know it's the forehead or head people usually kiss, Nate" He smirked and said " well your forehead is too strong, I need something softer" " Asshole!" I said as I threw a pillow at him, he dodged it and grinned before he stuck his tongue out and I smiled. " Good night," he said before he left.

With a soft, understanding sigh, I surrendered and let him take total lead. He cupped my face gently, nuzzling his nose against mine, which coaxed a small, breathless giggle out of me. Then, slowly, with agonizing softness, he finally connected our lips. The kiss was incredibly sweet, free from rushed lust, and filled with a deep, pure love. He savored the feeling of my lips against his before deepening the pressure. Every movement remained deliberate and teasing, yet entirely devoted.

Ignoring the shirt, I lifted my face to reach his nose, “May I, Justin?” He had gone serious, while slowly putting down the flap of his shirt without breaking eye contact. I again asked for his permission. After all, men should not be the only ones asking for consent, “Justin. May I?” He kept looking at me and then slowly he nodded his head. I was waiting for it. I went ahead and wiped his nose tip using my tongue. Taking my sweet time. Yup! I licked his nose, and a gush of excitement ran through me when I heard him indrawing a sharp breath.

At night I went to see Yoké. He was already there by the tree waiting for me when I crossed the yard. As soon as I got to him, he started to kiss me. We kissed for a while and then he cupped my cheeks and brought his nose to mine. We shared a warm smile. He then swerved his nose against mine. "Why do you always do that?" I asked him. He smiled and put his arm around me, and we started walking. "I just enjoy doing it to you. Also, because I know you'll smile when I do it."

Our gazes locked, holding us in a breathless suspension. Slowly, I closed my eyes and leaned in, tilting my head to close the final inch between us. My aim was slightly off to the left, and the tip of my nose lightly brushed against his, a quiet chuckle escaping my lips at the clumsy angle. Even with his eyes closed, he must have felt the vibration of my smile against his skin. I adjusted my weight, tilting my head a bit more until our lips finally met in a soft, sweet, and lingering kiss.

David did it also, slowly blowing my neck and punctuated with light kisses. I bit my lip so as not to sigh with amusement. Suddenly I felt David's nose on my cheek. His nose is sharp, prickling my cheek. Time and time again, he bumped his nose against my cheek. I turned and wanted to protest. My lips have even been welcomed. These warm lips come back to attack me. Finally, I lost, closed my eyes, and kissed David again.

She didn't want her mate to know about this, I mean she never kissed anyone but Noah pecked her on the lips when they were 8. "You said I'm your first kisser!" Blaze snarled. "You still are, I never had a fucking french kiss, Noah pecked me on the lips when we were 8." She argued. "That is a kiss, Mia, if someone lips touch other lips it is considered as a kiss, do I have to give you a fucking lesson about that?" He vociferated. "I'm not an idiot, I know exactly what is a kiss, I read every fucking single time on Wattpad who teach me how to do a French kiss." She yelled making everyone startled, it took a whole moment for her to realize the embarrassing situation that she put herself into.

The corner of his mouth lifts in a smile, “Your mouth,” he leans down, gently, he gives the corner of my mouth a light kiss, one that sends my heart into overdrive. “Your nose,” he kisses he top of my nose. “Your cheeks,” A kiss on my cheek. I feel myself turn red. Not because people were most likely watching, but because he was turning me on in public, and with sweet, innocent kisses too. “Jesse.” I warn, my voice breathless. “Your entire being is looking at me like that.” he mutters,

Ken explains, but I lose interest in his blabbering and decide not to listen. My attention is now focused on Noah. I never have a chance to see his pretty face up close. I whisper to his ear, ‘See here Noah, I bring your things, so don't cry ok.’ Damn, he smells good, like a strawberry and honey; I couldn't hold my urge anymore, so I kissed him. I use my hand to force open his mouth and let my tongue enter and play with his. “Whoa dude, what are you doing? You cannot kiss someone unconscious like that.” Ken sees me with a mocking expression, “It's inappropriate!”