Summer Kisses Novels & Stories

Mid-July 2028 bathed my Montclair apartment in a golden haze, the summer air heavy with jasmine and anticipation, slipping through the gauzy curtains like an uninvited guest. The room hummed with the faint buzz of a distant lawnmower, the world outside oblivious to the fire igniting within. Justin’s lips, warm and deliberate, traced a searing path down my bare neck, each kiss a spark that set my skin ablaze, his breath hot and ragged, carrying the faint scent of cedarwood cologne. Days had passed since Claire Voss’s sharp words in the Montclair café—Fight for it, Kayla, or you’ll lose him again—had sliced through my hesitation, pushing me to invite Justin here, to my sanctuary, to confront t

She gave both men a sly smile before stepping closer to Shawn, her gaze dark and predatory. Without warning, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, slipping her tongue past his lips in a slow kiss. When she pulled away, Dan laughed, shaking his head. "Guess you're free to play around now that Kaia's out of the way." Summer let out a soft, teasing laugh, sliding her hand down Shawn's chest and letting her fingers drift lower until they rested against his growing member. She pressed against him, her hand grazing his groin through his trousers as she looked over her shoulder, watching for her drink. "It doesn't matter," she purred. "He's mine to fuck as I want."

He is nicknamed The King and lives his life carefree about marriage and offspring, until his 37th birthday and Summer brings her best friend, a shy, bespectacled girl, who was the smartest girl in her class during college and graduated with perfect scores with a bachelor's degree in nuclear chemistry, to the first triplets birthday party. Rain nudged Flower's arm and pointed at Sky with his chin. "Look at him. His eyes never left Marina." Flower saw what Rain said and smiled happily. "Let's match them both." "Their age gap is too far. Marina might not like him," Rain said worriedly. Meanwhile, Summer leaves Marina because Josephine calls her out. Marina stood confused at the edge of the hall

Unable to resist the urge to touch her, I closed my hand around her wrist, pulling her closer until our noses touched. “You should be.” My voice was laced with frustration as I lowered my lips to hers, a promise of something forbidden yet irresistibly tempting. A rush of heat flooded my body as our lips met in a deep consuming kiss, igniting a spark that I knew would change everything. I pulled back slightly and looked into her amber color eyes that shined like diamonds. Fucking beautiful. “You’re treading on thin ice, angel.” My voice was a dangerous whisper. “Leave now, Summer, before you experience a scorching pain that will sear your soul, a torment you can’t even begin to fathom.”

“You deserve to be safe, to have a place where you’re valued and it's right here, whatever they're going to do? It doesn't matter but you're not going anywhere.” Her pulse quickened at his touch, and suddenly, the room felt smaller, the air between them charged. Their eyes met, and something shifted. Without another word, Summer closed the distance between them, reaching up to press her lips to his. The kiss deepened, quickly turning intense and fervent, as if they were both trying to convey everything they couldn’t put into words. Dominic’s hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer, and she melted into him, losing herself in the raw heat of the moment. For a few blissful minutes, they mov

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

"In 1940, South Carolina, poor lumber-mill worker Noah Calhoun sees seventeen year old Allison Hamilton at a carnival, pursues her and they have a summer romance." "Noah takes Allie to an abandoned house that he intends to buy for them. They try to have sex for the first time, but are interrupted by Noah's friend Fin with the news that Allie's parents have the police looking for her. When Allie and Noah return to her parents' mansion, Allie's mother calls Noah trash and not right for her. They ban her from seeing him." I tear my eyes from the screen to look over at him. "What happens next?"

“Cut the bullshit. We both know you’re not capable of falling in love. That’s like asking you to climb Everest without oxygen.” Before I can respond, a bright pink G-Wagon rolls up the driveway and stops right in front of us. The door swings open. Summer steps out in a tiny leather skirt and a leopard-print top that barely contains her tits. Her long blonde hair flows down her back as she pulls off her sunglasses. “Babeee!” She squeals, rushing straight at me. She leaps into my arms, wrapping herself around me like a damn vine. “I’ve missed you soooo much!”

I yelled back and that resulted to another slap which made me spit out blood "fuck you Quincy" she said then the door knob was twisted as summer came in then went closer to ginger as they shared a passionate kiss "wow I never knew she was a lesbian.... gross" I thought as I watched in disgust "I'll be in the bedroom baby" summer said as she gave a sexy wink at her before heading outside but not before sending me a deadly glare

I don’t know if I have forgiven him too easily, but at least I am not jumping straight back into things. If our plan doesn’t work, we aren’t supposed to be together, and we will only have the summer as memories. I would instead try and find out rather than calling it quits. “Am I allowed snuggles?” he asks, looking at me, “Yes.” I am not giving up my snuggles for anything. Kyson smiles brightly, stealing a goodnight kiss, and we settle down for the night. My back to his front, his arm around me and his face buried between my shoulder blades.