Superman Kisses Novels & Stories

Not wanting to unplug anything, I sit down and hold her hand. I just sit there for a few minutes not knowing what to do and then I remembered a movie where someone was in a coma and their true love kissed them on the lips. After they did that and called their name, the love interest woke up. Thinking it corny at first, I decided not to do it, but then realizing that the nurse was due to come in any minute to kick me out, I stand up and give it a shot.

I was glad to be here too. Jack leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss wasn’t the same as the ones from the island. This was reserved and formal, but it still fanned the heat growing inside of me. He stepped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face as I flushed. The smile stayed on his face until he sat down in the large leather chair and picked up the phone. I knew that was my cue to leave, and I slipped out the door as the businessman’s mask slid over his face.

The warmth of his breath against her skin caused a rush of beautiful sensation through her, and her body went weak in response. He continued. “Just so you know, that wasn’t a brotherly kiss either because I never, ever think of you as my sister.” He slowly moved back, his mauve-gray eyes—dark and full of passion—on her. Then he stood up. “Come,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “We should start heading back.” Sakura found herself clinging to him because she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to stand up properly after the kiss. She took a deep breath and said, her voice trembling, “It’s okay. You go on ahead. I have to do some more photo shoots.”

"Drink, yeah. Why not?" "I thought you have to get up early tomorrow." Kyle unlocks the car and gets in. "Oh, I'm suspended." "Kyle!" "Come on, we'll figure it out, right?" I close my eyes and take a long breath "I'm in love with a psychopath." Then I hear movement, and the next thing I know is Kyle is kissing me right then and there. "You never said you were in love with me before." He smiles and kisses me again. *** Eva "Hey, what's up?" I pick my phone up and Chis showers me with a million words a minute.

He kissed her back while holding the dress and throwing it on the floor. Isis did not object. This handsome young man had taken her to a planet of joy a few minutes ago and she couldn’t wait to start it all over again. Omarion dropped random kisses on her back to her neck and she turned around to face him. He grabbed her ass and squeezed then descended on her lips again. Isis locked her lips in his mouth while he sucked her up. She loved every bit of it and so did Omarion. As they kissed, both moved to the door where Omarion finally locked it. Isis could not believe that all the while, the door was open.

“Is that really cool with you?” He smiled at me. “Yes. I waited long for this, I can wait a little while more. At least now I know I’m not waiting for nothing.” As he leaned forward to gently put a kiss on my forehead, I closed my eyes and thought, No, you aren’t waiting for nothing, Superman. ***

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

Steam was already beginning to condense on the mirror, the room growing warm. "Now, where were we?" he whispered into my ear, his hand tracing the line of my shoulder. I kissed him, showing him exactly where we had left off. He kissed me again, a no-holds-barred kiss that rocked my world. My body shifted from rainwater ice to shower steam hot, the fire within me begging to be quenched by him.

"Read it after I'm on the plane." I nodded weakly. The attendant was calling out again. Dean swallowed hard. He ran his fingers down my hair, the crooked smile I loved crossing his face. He cupped my chin in his fingers and kissed me. I breathed him in. He smelled like soap and sunshine. His mouth was warm and minty. A small patch of beard he missed shaving scratched at my cheek. His hands were strong as he pulled me into him for this one last kiss.

“If I could take away all your hurt, I would do that in a heartbeat, Superstar. You need to know how much you mean to me. You mean everything.” A tear drops to my cheek. Calum’s lips press to mine, but we don’t kiss. Going again, he teases me with his lips, taking my bottom lip between his. His tongue runs over my lip, he slides it into my mouth and I open up for him. I’m consumed by his taste. Mint. Smoke. Donuts. My hands loop around his neck, and I accept all he has to offer. We break away to catch our breath, but that second with our lips apart feels too long, and he leans in to continue the kiss. His hands drop to my chest. A squeeze of my boob and I moan into his mouth. I shiver at the