Stole A Kiss Novels & Stories

He stole my first kiss out from under me and left me feeling ashamed and embarrassed. Even if I was terrible at kissing, surely there would have been a more sensitive way to tackle the issue? Maybe I used too much tongue? Maybe not enough? Maybe this was just another one of Andrew Stephenson's sick, manipulating head games that he enjoys playing. Whatever the reason for his rude, uncivilised behaviour yesterday, he won't be granted a second chance to ever kiss me again; my lips, in fact, all of me, will now be considered an Andrew Stephenson no-go zone.

In that moment, it was as if the universe held its breath, the world outside fading into obscurity. His lips met mine, a gentle caress that sent a shockwave of sensation through me. It was a kiss that held the promise of a thousand unspoken words, a meeting of souls in the realm of the uncharted. Time stood still, the world around us reduced to a distant murmur. In that stolen moment, I surrendered to the tide of emotions, allowing myself to be carried away by the intensity of the connection. It was a kiss that spoke of longing, of the unspoken desires that had woven themselves into the fabric of this night.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

CHARLOTTE’S POINT OF VIEW. The kiss is anything but gentle. Instead, it breaks into me, stealing the breath from my lungs until I feel the need to come up for air. Adonis grabs me, hands feeling my body all around until my skin comes alive under his touch. To my surprise, I don’t push him away. I pulled him closer……not because of the cameras, or the people around us……but because I want to kiss him like this. The reality strikes me hot; Adonis tenses under my fingertips when I reach for the back of his neck.

He ushered me to stand straight and before I knew what was happening, my back was up against my car again and he planted his lips aggressively on mine. I gasped, and he didn’t waste the opportunity to thrust his tongue inside my mouth. Though the kiss was aggressive, he still maintained his usual carefulness not to hurt me. He tilted my head and deepened the kiss, biting my tongue as some kind of punishment. He violently pushed forward, pressing his hard body against mine. His knee pressed the space between my legs, intentionally pushing hard against my clothed genital with the evil intent to coax me into matching his atrocious desires.

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.

"Do not think too much, do not talk we said these are stolen moments. I just felt like kissing in the morning. I missed you and do not even say anything I know you are going to dispute this but I missed you. How are you today?" I was rendered speechless because I was not used to this passionate person. I was used to the one-sided love of my husband. When I said I love you and he will say I love you too, but he never showed affection even when alone he will just hold me and kiss me here and there but not as passionate as Chisomo did. I looked aside and blushed I wanted to dispute but it felt good and I felt like trying these stolen moments and I was ready to go on the journey although I didn'

Theodore threw Alicia back on the sofa and kissed him fiercely. Alicia insisted on not opening her mouth and kept trying to push Theo away from her. If only Theodore wasn't her fiancé, then Alicia would report this as an act of sexual harassment. Feeling that Alicia didn't react to him, Theo launched another attack. His kiss moved to Alicia's earlobe. Theo knew where he had to attack to melt her down. His hands were not carelessly fondling Alicia's body. Alicia's left chest was the best part to tease. "Ahh, stop this Theo ..."

I kept my head down, hoping to stay invisible—until some guy stepped right in front of me. I shifted left. He followed. Right. Still there. "Move." Creeps like him always showed up at parties like this. I figured he was just another loser. Then he grabbed me—and yanked at my dress. "What the hell?!" Cold air hit my skin. Lily popped up, fake-gasping like it was her full-time job. "Kayla, I get that you're mad at Bryson for not protecting you, for everything you've been through—but hooking up with another guy at your own engagement party? Just to get back at him? You're a disgrace to women."

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.