One Kiss Is All It Takes Romane & Geschichten

He leaned in closer wanting to kiss me, I stopped him reminding him that people were around. Then he did what shocked me the most. He stood up, he used his ringed finger to hit a glass cup, getting everyone's attention. "Good day everyone, sorry for disturbing you. This beautiful lady right here is my girlfriend, and I love her very much, I have loved her since forever, she is my Universe. All I want right now is a kiss from her, she is very shy and she thinks people would mind if I kiss her" "So I am getting everyone's permission to kiss her, Can I kiss her?" He said. This is the most awkward moment of my life. I was blushing so hard and everyone's gaze was on me.

I scrolled down on the document and cleared a few things. I cleared my throat and looked at Juno. “May I hear your first rule, please?” “No kissing.” “What?!” Venus chorused with me. I shot her an incredulous look. “Okay, listen… we don’t need to kiss all the time. But if we’re not gonna kiss at all, who would believe that we’re in a relationship?” Juno glared hard at me. “How many times do we need to be photographed kissing in a week?” “It’s just not in photographs! Of course, everyone in this building would know soon enough. We need to give them a show, too.”

“OH MY GOODNESS! You mean I was tempted to kiss you back?! EXCUSE ME! HOW DARE YOU?! NO ONE WOULD EVER WANT TO KISS YOU!” “You know what? Just come to think about it. You’re so lucky that I am that person. Not just a normal person, a perfect and handsome guy, take your first kiss. OHHHHH! Such a lucky simple girl taking a kiss from this handsome, rich prince? Don’t deny it.”

Nate immediately return the kiss as if he already knew. Of course he knew. There, in the middle of the dance floor, I kiss Nate and he kisses me back. I give my all to that kiss. In hope that from now on, my kiss is the only kiss he want. Because his, is all I ever want. ****

"There is only one rule...no bullshit. Every kiss gotta be atleast thirty seconds, and it's gotta be a real kiss no matter the gender. If the bottle lands on you, you take a shot and pucker up." The longer Blake explained, the more dread I felt settling over me. So many things could go wrong and they probably would. The first person to spin was Blake and the bottle landed on some girl dressed as a vampire. They made out, and when the thirty seconds was up, they had to be pulled apart because they clearly weren't going to do it on their own.

I love knowing that I can get a rise out of man. He agreed to one song. One song turned into five. Twenty minutes later and I still have him. He hadn’t had a drink yet, but he began to move a little more, becoming more comfortable. His member also became harder. I was going to go for it. My arms were up on his shoulder and I moved closer, lips getting ready to pucker up for a kiss. He saw it coming, and he wasn’t going to shy away. I saw him leaning towards me. One kiss, and I would steal his breath away. One kiss, and I wouldn’t be going home alone. That was all it took. I was that confident.

"For tonight's King and Queen Party, you are required to... kiss each other!" This is crazy. Aslena really couldn't move. Everyone cheered urging them to kiss each other immediately. But Aslena and Benny couldn't do anything at all. The two of them just looked at each other, confused and doubtful. Aslena would not start. He shook his head, signaling Benny not to kiss. Unfortunately, unexpectedly, Benny suddenly stepped forward. One step..., two steps..., then Benny grabbed Aslena by the waist to close the distance between them. Aslena didn't have time to fight back against Benny's sudden movement. When their faces were only two inches apart, it took three seconds for their eyes to meet.

I say, stepping closer, “prepare to be saved.” I lean in and press a quick, gentle kiss on his cheek. Brianna squeals, jumping up. “No, silly! You have to kiss him on his lips to make him a prince!” I freeze, cheeks flaming. Kevin’s eyes widen, and he opens his mouth like he’s about to refuse. “Uh… Gia, we don’t have to—” But before he can finish, I tilt my head and press my lips to his. The world seems to shrink to just us for a moment. Brianna cheers somewhere in the background, but I don’t hear it.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.