One Kiss Is All It Takes 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~ _________________ __________________

"So I have the rights to take control over the kiss" I blink and my body froze. "W-What?!" "You read the contract so you must aware with the footnote 'every night' darling" My lips parted in disbelief realizing what he said. The footnote 'every night' means 'before midnight' and it's already passed midnight. What the hell?! "Do you remember it now?" I felt him smirk. "Yeah..." my voice drop. "Good. But first thing first, Little. I think I need to give you a short demonstration what a real kiss is really like"

Something I wish could last longer. I place my head on his chest, and he takes out his phone, connects it to his Bluetooth and plays “Somewhere only we know” by Keane. “You know I love you Anastasia” he whispers, raises my head up from his chest and pulls me. He places his lips on mine, forming a sync when his lips connect with mine. The kiss follows the rhythm of the song. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me into his waist. My back is arched from the position.

He leaned down and slammed his mouth onto mine. The kiss was sudden, fierce, and entirely possessive. It wasn't a gentle attempt to comfort me, nor was it a quiet plea for sanity. It was an assertion of absolute control, a dark, commanding claim that instantly shattered the hyperventilating terror in my lungs. He pressed his lips hard against mine, stealing my breath and consuming every ounce of focus I had left.

And with that, she kissed him—soft, teasing, the sound of their laughter blending with the faint buzz of another headline notification popping up on her phone: “#Kelvanessa — The Romance That’s Taking Over The Internet.”

Kade dips his head, and we meet in a gentle kiss. It's not demanding or urgent. It's replenishing. Appreciative. In his kiss, it's easy to believe he's all mine like he said he is, but someone once told me a lady must take a gentleman's promise with a healthy dose of suspicion. It helps stave off the bitter disappointment men often bring.

The scene overlapping like a movie scene with no stop button. “𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐… 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒆𝒕.”

"Remember, one take." "When was the last time you did a kissing scene in one take, man? Seriously. Ever think that if I do it in one take it means we have chemistry?" He frowned. I nodded and jerked free. "Exactly. Hell, you should be happy if we're here all day trying to get this scene right. I may be kissing your wife, but I'm going to be thinking of someone else entirely." "Demetri." Jaymeson nodded. "He does it for lots of dudes."

“Is that a yes? Would you go on this journey with me?” I opened my mouth to answer, but the words refused to come. Then he spoke again, softly, his thumb brushing my cheek. “Okay. You don’t have to say anything.” He smiled. “If your answer is yes, then you have to kiss me within ten seconds. If it’s no... then you don’t kiss me.” My eyes widened. What? Ten seconds… “Nine…” “Eight…” I stared at him. “Seven…” My heart squeezed. “Six…”

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.