One More Kiss Dear Novels & Stories

Is she going to kill me? At least let me say goodbye in the proper way, like damn! She puts one hand on my waist, then the other one to my cheek as she caresses it. At this point, I already know she's going to kiss me. Right? I mean why else are you holding my waist and caressing my cheek? Unless, you're a psycho and do that before you kill someone to death. She leans in where her lips are align with mine. As she was going to lean in, I hear a faint, "Heaven, and Valentina get in here please!" Heaven immediately shifts herself away from me and leaves on her heel. Well damn.....was my worst enemy going to kiss me?

Said the chauffeur. “You can help me with that if you don’t mind”. I slipped on my glasses. The chauffeur turned on the stereo, and then came a gentle blast of ‘Hello’, by Adele, filling up the silence in the car, and, I loved that calm motherly voice with which Adele dealt some justice to the pretty instrumentals. I rested my head against the seat’s headrest, and shot a smile at a signpost which read; ‘welcome to Guts Island’, But then came a flash of my ex-husband’s face on the fourth night of the previous month, drunk and scary, yelling and lowering towards my panicked face, making me sit up and gasp for air.

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.

The scent of his cologue filled my nostrils, and I was sure that I could never forget this smell ever in my life. For the first time in my life, I had felt like this… something delightful in my stomach, and the batteries in my stomach went wild. Gently, he bit my lower lips. He moistened it with his tongue before giving me warm kisses. “Please open your mouth, Dear, and let me in.”, He whispered instead of becoming wild and forcing his tongue. I had no idea about the kiss, so I just followed his words, swallowing the lumps in my throat before my lips trembled and opened. And the second I did, he captured my lips, sending a moan into my mouth.

Uno and I keep on kissing as he guided me to the second floor of their house, a few minutes later, I just found myself lying on the soft mattress with Uno on top of me. Shit! I’m sure Zuck will fucking kill me when he finds out that I’m kissing a guy right now. He told me emphatically that no other man can kiss my lips. I wanted to push Uno but I didn't want him to notice what I was going to do next so I just continued kissing him. I slowly reached for my Dior pouch that had fallen on the bed and I was about to open it when Uno suddenly grabbed my hand and lifted it, his kisses then became even more intense.

“Only death will do us part.” Hearing these words, a wave of relief washed over her. She gazed into his eyes, feeling the sincerity of his promise resonate within her. With her heart racing, she pulled him closer and kissed him deeply, pouring all her love and gratitude into that single, passionate moment. It was a kiss that spoke of trust, hope, and an unbreakable bond—a promise sealed with love.

"Daddy, please! Get in the pod!" Hearing the name one last time made his chest heave. He leaned into the small capsule, his mouth crashing against mine in a desperate, savage kiss that tasted of salt, rain, and a final, permanent goodbye. He bit my lower lip just hard enough to draw a drop of blood, marking me one last time.

I let myself drool more into his warm kisses, his soft lips were so sweet, that pushed me to deepen our kisses more, welcoming his tongue to my mouth. "Just... One... Night..." I mumbled in between our kisses as I moaned, catching my breath. His lips then trailed down to my jaw. I leaned my face and gave him more space to lick my neck. Goodness! I didn't expect something to be this good. He whispered something but all I heard was his hot, hypnotizing breath on my ears.

Sincerity has always been our motto. Me: I’m sorry I don’t sound so excited about your kiss, maybe I am a bit angry at you for telling me not to kiss him. Tbvh, I know you are right but I don’t want to hear it. I want to kiss him again. I am not sure he will ever like me but when we kiss, it feels so right. I can’t stay away from him. That feeling is out of this world. I am SUPER GLAD you got another kiss, it’s nice to get a kiss from someone you like. It is nicer if the person likes you back but I’m fine with this for now. He might start liking me later, who knows?

His lips are so tender, so sweet, and so gentle. Darn! I want to kiss him for, at least, the whole day. The moment our lips started moving, I knew I didn't want just a peck or a kiss that would last for a few seconds. I wanted something deep; if possible, I wanted this kiss to last forever. He wraps one hand around my back, the other one moving to the back of my neck to keep me steady. Together, we dive deep into this sin. The sweetest sin His touch is magical, and his kiss is undeniably the same. He seeks permission to enter my mouth, and I willingly grant it. Without thinking and without holding back, I let him in, and our tongues took off on the adventure.