Novel & Cerita Shinomiya Kiss Him Not Me

He can only kiss me if I failed to meet Condition # 1. "Yes, I did" "And it was not written in the contract" I remind him. He shrugs his shoulder and slides his hands into the pocket of his jeans. I waited for him to say something but he just look at me as if he didn't do anything wrong. Should I stab his neck? My hands are itching to kill him right now. "What I just claim is my third kiss. Have you forgotten that you need to give me three kisses every day and I just got one for today"

He kissed my forehead, a tender brush that sent a shiver through me, before his lips, soft and tentative, brushed against mine. A shocking, electric jolt shot through me, igniting a spark I desperately tried to extinguish. It was a fleeting contact, barely there, yet it left an undeniable warmth lingering on my lips. He reached into my back pocket, retrieved my phone, and with an unspoken command, I unlocked it. My fingers moved mechanically, obeying his silent directive. He dialled his number, saving it under a single, intimate name: DAMI. "You, and only you, are allowed to call me by that name," he whispered, his hands still cupping my face, his thumbs gently tracing my cheekbones. His tou

“I told you that it was okay to wait in the car.” “No. It’s okay.” He gave her hand a good squeeze which I, unfortunately, could see. He then looked at me. “This person is…?” “He is Kuronomiya Kakeru. My colleague. He joined two years after me.” She introduced me, then held his hand firmly and turned to me. “This is Ashitaka Mamura. My boyfriend.” “Pleased to meet you.” I bowed in greeting. “Pleased to meet you too.” He returned a bow.

Luna I leaned in closer with my lips parted, ready to give him a gentle kiss. He holds my head gently in his hands, his touch sending shivers down my spine. As our lips finally meet, a surge of warmth and passion envelops us both, igniting a fiery connection that feels utterly electrifying. Slowly but passionately, the kiss deepened as his body pressed against mine, his hands exploring the curves of my back. As he finally broke the kiss, his head rested on mine, and we both caught our breath, feeling a sense of euphoria and longing.

Although the words stuck in my throat, my body was screaming for me to kiss him and, for a brief minute, forget the chaos of my life. He then gave me a kiss. It wasn't a tentative, slow kiss. It was intense and furious, like a fire starting inside of me. His lips meeting mine caused something inside of me to burst open, even if I hadn't anticipated it. Breathless, my eyes wide, I withdrew. "What the hell was that?" Yemi remained unflinching. He just grinned, his eyes full of laughter. "Exactly what you needed." A hand grabbed my shoulder before I could reply, pulling me back into the unprepared reality.

Alisa Zakh's lips smashed over mine, claiming my mouth in a hard, fast kiss. I rocked back, surprised at his kiss, but he caught me with his arm around my waist. "No," he replied, turning me to face the shower. He kept his arms around me, one hand cupping my breast as he thumbed my nipple into a stiff peak. His other hand slid lower, over my stomach, until he rubbed his palm against my mound.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

There are two sides to every story, but everyone only listens to the heroines. Maybe that’s why I hated fairy tales growing up. My name is Ava Prescott. I’m the girl everyone loves to hate but secretly wants to be. I was from one of the richest families in Rivers City, captain of the cheer team, spoiled, popular, influential, worshipped, and dating the captain of our school hockey team, well, until the so-called heroine snatched my man and made me the butt of everyone’s joke. Well, it's not too late for me. I am Ava Prescott. I never lose. Maybe that’s why when Zane, captain of our sworn rival hockey team, dangled a juicy bait in front of me, I was quick to bite. How better to get back at my

I'm really shock but at the same time I wanted to shower him with all the praising words I know. How about I praise him with my actions? In this way he will be satisfied and the girl will also back down. It's a win-win situation for me, I can kill two birds with one stone. The girl named Kiara was smiling nervously and was going to say something but I, without giving her a chance to speak, started moving towards Kazumi. He tried to run away from me, but I reacted fast and grabbed him by his arm and pulled him towards me with a little force. I kissed him and trapped him in my arms but I didn't expected him to be so shocked and immersed in the kiss that he would even forget to resist. How s

"Give me a kiss!" "No!" "Just one!" "No!" He felt another group of arms around him; Kántaro and Shinji had decided to join the game and hugged him too. "Muaaaaaak! Muaaaaaak! Forget about Miss Jina, don't be a killjoy, and give us a kiss!" "Aaaaaaaaaah! Leave me alone!" "Only if you give Kentzuque a kiss!" they replied simultaneously. "At this rate, I'll never make it to The Blues on time!"