Novel & Cerita The Kiss The Cure

Without any hesitation, he brought his lips to mine. It was the most electrifying kiss of my entire life. The passion in that simple act was more intense than any I had ever experienced. It was genuine. It was real. It was exactly what I needed. His touch brought so much relief to the turmoil I had been fighting ever since I had left his house that morning. I breathed him in, not wanting to break the kiss. His cologne, his musk, everything was the same as I remembered and all of it felt like medicine for my wounds.

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

She stared at him right in his eyes. “Then cure me, Mio Amore.” He whispered making her place her tiny palm against his cheek and leaning against his face. Her trembling lips finally met his and a lone tear escaped both of their eyes. He shut his eyes and she did the same. The kiss was soft, full of love and pain. She was indeed kissing him like she wanted to heal him. Sinister tightly held her waist pressing her against his chest. His possessive hold felt like he was scared. Scared of this moment to end or become his dream again.

And so, their journey continued, fueled by the power of forgiveness, the strength of their bond, and the unwavering belief in the transformative power of love. Their lips met in a searing kiss, a passionate embrace that spoke volumes of their shared desire and the depths of their love. It was a moment of pure surrender, a fusion of souls intertwined in a symphony of tenderness and longing. Their kiss lingered, each second a testament to the unbreakable bond they had forged.

Peace raised her brow and nodded. "Oh, I think I know the cure to your illness." "You do?". I asked and she nodded. "Yes, I do." "Then show me."I stated and peace leaned forward and placed a kiss on my chest. "Do you feel better now?". "Yeah, a lot better" I replied and she smiled. "Okay then, I should give you one more." She bent over and placed another kiss on my bare chest. "Wow, I feel a lot better. But the pain seem to have moved" I said and peace raised head from my chest.

This is for repaying you for missing the concert "I whispered as I pulled him close to me and placed my lips on his Can't believe I am the one now kissing a gay I closed my eyes and CJ took over by forcing his tongue on mine as we both kissed

She caressed her jaw, leaning forward slowly when her phone began ringing. She was about to reach for it when Cassandra grumbled, pressing into her, “Ignore it. Kiss me already.” Selena flung her arms around her neck, pressing her lips softly onto hers. They both shuddered, the feeling of need sinking in as the rings went by. Her mouth parted and she carefully straddled the doctor, holding her face, deepening the kiss. She tilted her head, her tongue seeking hers and she moaned softly, pressing harder into her. She missed that feeling of being alive so much. The ringing stopped but not their kisses. Cassandra tug at her lower lips, before raining kisses down her neck, biting her hard, “Take

"Remember you gave me some cure last night and I'm doing perfectly okay now, you can just leave the food aside, it's you I'm hungry for right now." "Come on Derrick, just stop. You have no shame whatsoever, you are supposed to be recuperating, not having sex, come on, let me go" she said, seeing that he had grabbed her ass, pulling her close to him. "Come on Sheila, it's just a drug and nothing more, I don't have cancer, and I really need your body, it's the only cure to this drug remember," he said trying to cajole her. "Oh Derrick" she gave in, turning her head to him to allow his kiss as their mouth met. They kissed passionately, devouring the other's mouth, tongues sucking, and it went o

Before I can take another breath or say another word, Curt's lips are on mine. He doesn't attack my mouth, but he doesn't just give me a peck either. Our lips conform to each other's, and he holds the kiss for about ten seconds before stepping back. He then kisses my forehead with the same length and pressure. When he steps away, I am a puddle on the ground for the world to step in. Curt coughs awkwardly as I stand too frozen to move. Curt kissed me. Does Curt like me? Or was he just feeling guilty?

The kiss tasted of salt and the metallic tang of the tincture, a desperate, final seal of our connection. "I have to go to him," Darius murmured against my lips. "He has the only permanent neutralizer. Conrick was lying—he only had the stabilizer. Silas has the cure." "No," I whimpered. "Darius, it's a trap." "It doesn't matter." He pulled me closer, his hand sliding under the silk of my gown to find the skin of my back, his palm searingly hot. "I’d trade the whole world to hear you breathe clearly again. I’d give him every secret I own just to see the green return to your eyes."