One More Kiss Dear Novels & Stories

"I know! Why don't we do it?!" "Do what?" He asked, absentmindedly. The child groaned and tugged on his arm to pay attention to her. "Kiss!" Her words stunned him. Miss Lillian told him that you were only supposed to kiss the person you love and he knew that he loved his Ava with all his heart. He knew that she'd be the only person he'd only ever kiss and his whole body filled with warmth as his mate suggested this. Lucas was filled with hope that she would return his feeling as they grow older.

Her cheeks are streaked with tears, lips parted like she wants to speak but can’t find the words. “You don’t owe the world a single damn thing,” I whisper, brushing my thumb over the soft curve of her bottom lip. “Not your pain. Not your guilt. Not even your voice.” She sniffles, eyes locked to mine. “But you owe me something,” I add softly, tilting her chin. She blinks. “What?” “One kiss,” I say. “Just one. To remind me I’m not dreaming.” Her lips twitch like maybe—maybe—that tiny smile she used to wear is trying to come back.

Can I ask you one last thing? "Maybe yes. "She dried the tears again and took the opportunity to dry his too. "I don't know if I'll ever have that opportunity again so I wanted to give you one last kiss, can I? "He asked. And how could she deny it? Lillian closed her eyes and felt his lips touch hers, the kiss was slow, her mouth gave way to his tongue that caressed hers in a farewell tone. Her lips curling together subtly, slowly and delicately, enjoying every second as if it were the last and indeed, they believed it was.

He had his reasons. "It is possible," Kira sighed in response regardless. She leaned back in and gave him a soft smile, as if trying to tell him to loosen up. "Haven't you heard my girl's song that goes 'one kiss is all it takes, falling in love with me', she wasn't kidding when she sang that you know?" His smile found his way back and he loved how she had let him slide for now. "Yeah, but it doesn't make sense." "It does if the person is a good kisser." Dorry shrugged and Kira nodded.

Evelyn nodded humbly and bit down on her lower lip, too nervous to speak. “Stop that,” he immediately admonished and thrust a napkin her way. “You will ruin your lipstick and everyone will think I kissed you.” He was clearly disgusted at the thought of kissing her and at the ring ceremony, he had barely made contact with her lips before pulling away. It had not helped her dignity when he had wiped his lips afterwards with one of his numerous napkins as if they had touched something unholy. His breath smelled of lemon drops and the sweet smell of his shampoo wafted past her nostrils.

“Then why are you here?” “Because when I kissed you, I felt something.” She closed her eyes. “I felt it too.” Another pause. Then— “I hate you for it,” she whispered. “I hate myself more.” And then it happened again. Another kiss. But this time—slower. Angrier. Wetter. Their mouths collided like grief meeting hunger. He gripped her waist like she was an anchor. She kissed him like he was a mistake she wanted to make again. But she stopped first.

Alice gritted her teeth, "You want an answer right? My answer is no, I refuse to be your girlfriend." Carson thought deeply. He stared at her for a long time, "Please." He said slowly. Alice fell for his puppy eyes, immediately, "Okay." She didn't think too much before she gave her reply. "Yes! That's good," Carson was good at this thing and turned harder around making her lie on the bed. He was so much on Alice. Before she could regain consciousness Carson landed a very passionate kiss on her lip. Alice was not so good but she responded to the kiss, during the kiss Carson started traveling on her body.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

“Thank you for making today unforgettable.” Dylan leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips warm and tender against hers. The kiss deepened, filled with the promise and passion that had always defined their relationship. Kamila felt a shiver of desire run through her, her body responding to the familiar touch of his lips and the feel of his hands on her skin.

"Come on, Tyler. Quit playing around." He tapped his hand on his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek. That's all I ask." I looked at him for a long while, weighing my options. It was just a kiss on the cheek right? I think I could do that. Finally, releasing a heavy breath, I said. "Fine." I leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Just then, Tyler move my phone in front of us, while I kissed his cheek. By the time I looked at the phone to see what he did, he moved the phone from my reach again and began to type something on my phone.