One Kiss Bad For Me Novels & Stories

just great, it was just recently that the Angelo saying he needs me voice recording was released partly my mistake and now this, good job self, he definitely hates me now more than ever! Crap, did I just have my first kiss? With Angelo?!

Taking a seat beside them, I watched as their feet dandled beside my tail in the water. "So, you kissed Sophia, huh?" he started. Picking up on the uncertainty of his tone, I asked, "Kissing makes Sophia happy, right?" I looked to her for reassurance and they both nodded. "Very much," she added. "But you should know that not all girls like other girls kissing them, okay?" Alex intervened. Flicking my gaze to the water, I stared at my reflection. "So, kissing is bad?" "No, it's not bad," Alex replied without thinking, which got him a smack in the head. "Ahhh! I mean it is good for some people, but when a girl kisses another girl, then," he scratched the back of his head, "not so much," he cor

~SAFFRON~ I didn't fight it. I couldn't. It's like I'm paralyzed. His lips are surprisingly plush, parting just enough for a rush of cool mint to flood my mouth, cutting through the faint salt of his sweat. The kiss is brief, ending with a soft, wet smack that echoes in my ears, and I’m left clinging to his oversized hockey jersey. I turn to look at the girl who's approaching us, but she’s already walking away hurriedly, never looking back.

"He's been in power over my mother and me way too long just because he's an important person in the state. And I... don't know any better way to change him other than this." Adam laughed, but his eyes started to water as he snatched iPhone from Randy's hand and handed it over to Shawn, forcing Shawn to see what the screen was showing. Shawn lowered the gaze to iPhone to watch a video of a middle-aged man is walking while hugging a sexy girl who seemed more suitable to be called his daughter. Or even his granddaughter. The expression on Shawn's face remained unchanged until the video showed the girl's face in the man's arms more clearly. And soon as Adam shouted, "That bitch ruined my family!

"If that is the case then you have a lot of diseases inside of you and I'm not sure I want to kiss you." "Of course not. And you know that about me. I'm a one-man woman. Don't you believe me when I say that I have not had another after you? You have been on my mind." "Well, I'm not your woman. We are acting, remember?" I blamed the pregnancy hormones for how I felt. "I'm still not sure I want to kiss you because this whole thing seems like a set up. You have probably been waiting for the moment when they would ask you to kiss me. I'm certain it's preplanned with them."

Fuck this. I turn to walk away when I spot Chase some few feet away from me, I freeze in my tracks. He has his tongue shoved deep down some girls throat in a heated kiss. I feel my stomach drop as stand rooted to the spot, watching my living nightmare play out before my eyes. He had rejected me before but why does seeing him kissing someone else hurt so damn much. The girl he has his arms wrapped around seems eerily familiar but her face is turned away from me so I can't make out any of her features no matter how hard I try, save for her dark hair, cascading down her shoulders in thick curls.

I'll choose kissing her over pranks any day. We stop by Derrick and Camden's locker first and it's at the tip of my tongue to warn them about Rain's prank but I keep my mouth shut. If I'm going to sleep with her, I should start being nice to her. Should I recorded this and send to her as a gesture of good will? I chuckle to myself. Am I really ready to shove my friends under the bus for a chance at pussy? Who am I? Rain and a girl that's dating one of her stoner friends enter the hallway and they try to pretend they're not watching us. Rain's eyes don't meet mine. She's looking everywhere but at me. Glad to see I'm not the only one affected by the kiss.

And then, he kissed her. It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It wasn’t a loving kiss. It was a kiss filled with anger, with hate, with longing, with all the conflicting emotions that were tearing him apart. It was a kiss that said I hate you and I love you all at once. It was a kiss that said I want to push you away and I want to pull you close. It was a kiss that was messy, and rough, and desperate, and perfect.

I whimper against his lips at the feeling of his lips on mine again. Ryland places his hand on my hip, holding me against him. I trace my tongue over his lips, asking for access, which he grants without hesitation. My tongue slips into his mouth, finding his. Our tongues dance perfectly together. It is a slow and gentle kiss. I have never kissed like this. Then again, I have only ever kissed one other boy. I can only imagine how many girls' lips he has had against his. How many girls has he been with? I see the way the females swoon over him.

“You've been a real bitch this week! Ever since we…” “What?” Willow challenged. “Kissed and our dance too! Did it fuck you up that much?” “Oh don't flatter yourself, it wasn't even that good of a kiss!” I was kind of offended. It was a very good intense kiss! “My kissing is stellar and that kiss was hot!” “Personally it left me cold.” Willow said harshly. “That kiss was nothing.” “If it was, it was probably because of your sloppy kissing!” I shot back. She gasped. “I'm a great kisser!”