Then She Kissed Me Novels & Stories

I got up and tapped her back because she was coughing a lot. “Are you okay?” She grabbed the tissue on the table and wiped his mouth. She dismissed me by making me sit back on my seat. “Damn you! You always startled me,” she said after throwing the tissue. “Are you sure that he kissed you, or you are just hallucinating?” I glared at her. “I’m not hallucinating. I’m telling the truth. He kissed me. Not just a peek on the lips. It was really a kiss!” She suddenly stood up and then touched my forehead. “Well… You are not sick—“

Then she kissed me. My lips were paralyzed by her touch because it felt like I was launched back in time. It felt the way it used to, like there was no one else except the two of us. Her soft lips moved with mine, taking control like she wasn’t the least bit afraid. She breathed into my mouth before she gently sucked my bottom lip. Her fingers tightened on my shirt, tugging a little harder. Her small tongue moved into my mouth next, and she kissed me a little harder, a little deeper.

She held my gaze—silent, unreadable. But she didn’t pull away. It broke me. I leaned in slowly, studying every inch of her face before our mouths touched. And she kissed me back. Soft. Warm. Real. For the first time, she didn’t push me away. The same woman who almost killed me—gave in. If this was still a dream from the poison, I wished to stay longer.

She looks down at me. I stand up. And this time it is not me who closes the distance. She kisses me the way she does everything — with complete attention, nothing held back from the decision she has made. Her hand comes to my jaw. I put mine at her waist. The Singapore morning is bright through the window and I cannot see it because my eyes are closed and the only thing in the world right now is this.

she said. Her voice was not angry, concerned rather. She still wore the candy white skirt over a blue tight tee. Kane sighed and moved deliberately towards her. Without a warning, he picked her up tightly against his chest and kissed her. She kissed back. With her feet outstretched she swept the door and bit into his lip.

she whispered as she stopped, kicking her feet cutely. "No goodnight kiss?" I demanded, bending a bit over. "A goodnight kiss after we just fucked?" She asked in a whisper, taking a step closer to me. "One round. Even if we went five rounds, a goodnight kiss is still necessary, Kekaki." She looked behind me as if to ensure no one was watching before she got on her toes and kissed me on the lips but only shortly. I licked my lips. "Tasty. You are sweet." "You too" she replied in a whisper and licked her own lips too.

But she kissed me first. She remembered, she loved me once and she would once more.

She turned her face toward mine and her mouth was right there and she whispered, “Then stop talking.” I kissed her.

"Kiss me first." I freeze. "You want to cum? Then kiss me. Show me what you were too good to do ten years ago." She leans down. Her lips are right there. All I have to do is close the distance. All I have to do is give her what she wants. I close my eyes, lean up and I kissed her. Her lips are soft. She tastes like whiskey. The kiss is gentle at first, then deeper as she takes control, her tongue sliding into my mouth, claiming me.

I scoffed, and she hit my chest “Hey, don’t tell me you’re jealous” I rolled my eyes, but smiled cause she couldn’t see my face “Maybe I am, maybe am not” I said and she got on top of me “Hey she is trans, into guys, and the only person I love is you, okay” She pinched my cheek and brought her lips to mine, and kissed her hard, and held her butt “Hey” She chucked “What? This is mine too” I spanked it, and she smiled wider She looked so fucking good