Thirteen Kissing Scenes Novels & Stories

Warning: This chapter will contain an explicit mature scene. ~*~ We engaged in a passionate kiss as the heat started to arose in this scenario. The sound of our pants and my muffled moan resounded inside the bedroom as we both got lost in the moment. He held my waist, pulling me close to him and I raked his hair, deepening our kiss in anticipation. Our chests collided, and our bodies were ignited. When his tongue grazed my bottom lip as if asking for permission to enter, I parted my mouth. Our tongues danced in sync, with his hands moving further down my hips. His tongue explored my mouth, as the heat began to devour me. Every second and every touch was enough to make me feel on edge. I badl

So, they have a scene together in the hot spring, including a kissing scene, but it's just a brief kiss. Madeleine glanced at the man on the ground, her gaze landing on his rosy lips. The dog-like man's lips were even redder than a woman's, truly making one wonder if God had closed that door for him. She thought for a moment, probably it was the eyes! After all, the scumbag said she was ugly, was he blind or something? She glanced at the other person and continued studying the script. The second scene was with Tiffany, where Tiffany was originally supposed to slap her.

However, as she got to the last page and Vaughn read the last line, he couldn’t help but react. “A kiss?” he asked, startling Eloise. “Oh gosh,” she exclaimed, holding onto her chest. “How long have you been there?” Vaughn frowned and sat on the couch, quickly taking the papers from her hands. “Hey, give that back,” she said, but Vaughn kept his focus on the last line. It was indeed a kissing scene. “You’re going to kiss Grayson?” he asked. Eloise sighed and nodded. “Yes.” “But it’s just the sixth scene!” he exclaimed. “Why are you kissing so early into the movie?”

"Sure, captain." Coward Chase happily handed me to Ethan the moment he asked no ordered him to leave the dancefloor. The music had changed to a slow one. I placed my hand on Ethan's shoulder and believe me when he placed his hand on my waist, the spark returned. My thin layer of dress couldn't hide the feel of his hand on my skin. We moved slowly with the sound of music. Our eyes never broke the contact. I wanted to ask him, why did he kiss me on my cheek but choose not to. I was too afraid to speak something stupid and break this special moment.

You divert your attention towards Xel and Lisa as if silently pleading they'd notice your desperate prayer to change this movie. They don't see you. At the same time, the kissing scene eventually pops up. Lisa gulps down a popcorn, unwavering her stare from the screen. There's an obvious shade of red blooming from her neck to her ear and so does Xel. They just had to choose a romantic one, didn't they?

The actor looked ill-intentioned, his flushed face not able to hide his lewd thoughts toward Yaslyn. "What about a stand-in?" Xoan exclaimed, "No way!" "What do you suggest we do? From now on, there are a total of twenty-three kissing scenes. Do you expect me to remove them all?" Yaslyn had no choice. It was Xoan's fault for not reading the script carefully and pushing her into this predicament. He had brought it upon himself! Xoan's face became somewhat unnatural. "Cut them all." The director's face turned sour. "Mr. Xoan Warren, this is supposed to be a sweet campus drama. Without a few intimate scenes, no one will watch it!"

During the evening, she began to rehearse scenes with Matthew Chance, the actor who portrayed the male protagonist. The plot was rather simple—the male protagonist brought the ancient painting he stole from the tomb to Holly for restoration. He ended up falling in love with her at first sight. There would be some romantic scenes that involved hand-holding, hugging, and kissing. Kieran mentioned that the kissing scenes could be simulated. Holly felt that a little hand-holding wouldn't hurt. As for hugging, she wouldn't mind it since they would be doing it in front of many while clothed. It was, after all, for a few scenes only.

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

My subconscious kept yelling at me to stop him but I was lost in the pleasure of his kisses, which made me want more. “I only know two things…” He kissed my cleavage then moved his lips to the right. “To kill and to kiss.” Then his lips traveled to the left. “And whenever I see you, I want to kiss you.” Saying it, he landed his lips on mine. I kissed him back trying to suck away all his sadness, worries, and whatever he was facing. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer to me. He deepened his kiss making me almost lose my breath.

He placed on bed making her bounce twice on it, her gown move up lightly showing her laps. "What are..." She trailed off watching his next movement. "Let me show you how I play," He smirked, spreading her legs wide for him to be in between. Ella hiccuped. He leaned down and kissed her laps, Ella bit her lips from making any sound from the cold touch of his lips on her skin. He slowly moved her dress up whilst he kissed her lap. Ella closed her eyes from his intense touch, although he hadn't done much to her, she felt as if she was on fire.