Sheldon And Amy's First Kiss Novels & Stories

It was their first kiss, and the beginning of a whole different universe. She wrapped her arms around his neck and then jumped onto his body, Darren grabbed her hips to hold her tightly, tongue tangling with hers with eagerness. “Amy…” He mumbled her nickname, gasping with surging desire. Amelia was gasping too. She pulled away a little to look into his eye, “Take me,” she said. Darren was startled, “Really?” He asked. He was thinking about marriage, and a beautiful wedding bed which matches her. Amelia didn’t care. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

Zack smirked and leaned in even closer to her. "You look so shy, Amy," Zack said, his voice teasing. Then, without warning, their lips met. "Why are you so shy, honey?" Zack asked in a gentle voice after pulling away. "I-I'm shy because we were tal--" Amy tried to explain, but Zack cut her off with another kiss. At first, Amy didn’t respond, but as the kiss deepened, she found herself moving in sync with him. "Amy," her father called from outside the door. Zack reluctantly stopped kissing her, and they gazed into each other’s eyes.

Lucas asked. Amy swallowed. “M…me?” Lucas leaned closer to her more, his voice quiet. “Yes, you. Forget about Alicia for now. What do you feel like doing?” Amy gave him a small smile. “I feel like kissing you.” Lucas slid his hand to the back of her neck and pressed his lips on hers. Amy melted into the kiss, her fingers instinctively gripping his shirt. He didn’t rush—his lips moved slowly, deliberately, so he could savor every second. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss, his fingers threading through her hair.

"Oh, Amy, I never knew you were into girls!" "I'm not into girls, I'm into you. You know, I was furious when your brother asked the two of us to kiss on the lips, but then when I was disappointed on Mike, I couldn't stop thinking about you and me." Then Amy approached Carol's face and kissed her girlfriend's lips. At first, Carol was startled touching a girl's mouth for the first time, but then she relaxed and kissed Amy back.

Her hands lifted, holding Kael’s shoulders so he would not fall. Kael deepened the kiss, as if trying to forget everything. His lips were warm, his movements unsteady. Shellyn held her breath, her heart nearly exploding. This was her first kiss. Everything felt unfamiliar and far too fast. “Van…” Kael whispered between breaths. Shellyn did not answer. She let the moment happen. A few seconds later, Kael released her. Their foreheads were almost touching. “I’m tired,” Kael said weakly.

“Amy… did you drink?” She giggled. “Just a little…” Her eyes drifted up to his face, pausing on his lips. Her eyes slowly focused on his lips. Williams realized what was happening and started to pull away firmly, but he was too late. Amy surged forward, smashing her lips onto his in a desperate, hard kiss. It was in that shattering moment that a voice cut through the evening air, sharp and cold as a blade. “AMY?” Williams’s head snapped up. Standing a few feet away, clutching her leather bag, was Camellia.

Ellie murmured. Amy shook her head. “Not while the world’s sharpening its knives.” Ellie reached for her hand. Amy took it after a beat, her grip steady and warm, the talked about small things that night, the first time they’d met, the first kiss at the ball — that electric, awkward moment when Amy had leaned in, stolen her breath, then pulled away before Ellie could respond. “You left me standing there like an idiot,” Ellie teased. Amy’s mouth curved faintly. “You looked… dangerous. I wasn’t ready.”

he said, his gaze pinned her down, the red color of her cheeks deepened, his words brought a stab of sensation down her spine, heat pooled at the center of her core. "It's very early to say those words" she murmured weakly. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to start what you can't finish?" He teased her. Amy blinked, she couldn't remember ever feeling this way with anyone, not even with James. Amy Charles had never felt Shy or nervous with any male in her life, but Cole's gaze turned her into a nervous teenager and a woman in need of something only he can offer. She was about to protest when Cole lowered his head and captured her soft pink lips in a searing hot kiss,

“I’m sorry for interrupting,” Cheryl said quickly and walked off. “Fuck.” Shawn cursed and made to run after her but Any blocked his path. “Amy,” he started with a pleading tone. “Her? Again?” She accused. “You shouldn’t have done that.” Shawn was accused immediately. Amy’s mouth dropped. “What?” Shane brushed his hand through his hair. “Why did you kiss me? What was that for?” “Are you dumb? Do you even need to ask,” Amy turned her back to him, angry? But she could hear her heartbeat now. She was losing and she hated it.

Between us stretched silence, thick and weighty. Selene observed intently. "Maybe this talk should wait." "No," I added. "I want answers now." Adrian exhaled slowly, like he was getting ready for a crash. He said, "I felt the bond the moment you kissed me." "But at first I didn't realize it was you. I just knew my partner was close by. Mate? The word caused agonising constriction of my chest still. "I suspected when I smelled you in the hallway. My grasp practically shattered as my wolf responded so vehemently. You were nevertheless human. Not yet old enough. Not touched by the awakening.