Playful Kiss Novels & Stories

The table erupted into loud cheers and hoots. "Pay up, Marissa!" Sofia called out, laughing. Marissa stood up slowly, her eyes locked onto mine. She stepped closer, her breath smelling softly of sweet cocktails. She placed her hands on my chest and leaned up on her tiptoes, pressing her lips against mine. It was supposed to be a quick, playful kiss for the game. But the moment her soft lips touched mine, everything else melted away.

Perfect. He leaned in for a kiss. I saw it coming, a predictable maneuver. Operation Kiss: Initiate. I met him halfway, angling my head, offering my cheek. Brief. Controlled. A tactical acknowledgment. His lips were warm, dry. I felt the pressure, registered the contact, noted the duration, sufficient for affection, insufficient for passion. Check.

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.

He asks, and I reluctantly nod. “Are you sure?” He gives me a playful look and I give him a flat one. “I expected there to be slobber on my cheek, maybe even our teeth smashing together, but you did good kid.” I gape at him, and he erupts into laughter. “That is not funny,” I groan, putting my head back onto his bed and closing my eyes. “And you calling me kid after we kiss, that’s like . . . pedophilia.” “Now that isn’t funny.” He snorts. “But really, I enjoyed the kiss; can I have another one please?”

Billy was standing before us with a bouquet of roses. “Now. Here are the rules, big horny kids,” the funny guy began with a smirk. “I will be showing you a rose. If the color is white, you must kiss the hand of the person on your left. If the rose is yellow, you must pick a place on the body of the player on your left. If I show you a red one, then you must give us a show of a passionate kiss...touching is required. Yeah, you get it...basically, you make out with the person on your left.”

This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life. Gabe gently pulled away, just long enough to look at me with those glowing green eyes. Then he leaned in again. Our lips parted this time and the kiss became more passionate, with our tongues delicately dancing. My hands drifted up his back. I could feel the definition of his muscles, even over his shirt, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to feel his naked skin, his firm body, all of him and all at once. This is what I've wanted for so long, I thought. And I want so much more.

She felt embarrassed confessing, her eyes said it all. He kissed her, happy she did it for him. He kissed her, " getting bad for me, huh? I love it" he chuckles in-between their kiss. "Why not I show you what pleasuring is all about" he proposed. She could only nod and wrap her legs around him. "I'd love to get spoiled by you" she rubs her pussy on his dick, teasing him. "Such a daring little one" he took her lips for a passionate kiss. He flips her around, pushing her ass to his face.

That an Unfortunate cannot initiate physical contact with a Fortunate, intimate or otherwise? "Kissing you is unlawful. It's punishable by death." Kade's lips quirk at the corner, a twitch I'd have missed if I blinked. "Disobeying me is unlawful. Also punishable by death." I swallow hard. "How do I kiss you?" "Like you're trying to seduce me into sleeping with you." I lick my lips and hold my breath. How hard can it be? I dip my head and press my lips to his. It's a quick peck I barely feel, earning raised eyebrows from the imperious Kaden Sario.

Tommy asked convincingly. “Yes baby it’s fine.” Mirabel relied cheerfully as she twirled her fingers inside his beards playfully. “Okay baby, I love you.” Tommy said happily as he reached for hair and moved them away from eyelids slowly. “I love you more baby, see you on Sunday.” Mirabel said as she moved close to Tommy and gave him a much intense and longer kiss. “I'll get going now, thanks for the ride,” Mirabel said as she opened the car door and alighted, “muah!” She blew him a kiss as she alighted and started heading inside and he zoomed off immediately.

I whisper, mustering the most seductive tone. She shivers. A wicked smile plays on my lips. To convince her more, I place kisses along her jawline, reaching her ear. "Daddy will be quick, I promise." She kisses me. It's a nonverbal cue of a 'yes, please' from my girl. I gladly kiss her back not hesitating to slip my tongue past her lips. I play with her tongue with mine, and she whimpers. I grip her throat, tighter this time. The kiss intensifies.