Thirteen Kissing Scenes Novels & Stories

"Ninety percent of those on-screen kissing scenes are just clever camera angles." "How about us?" "We never use camera tricks," he murmurs, his eyes dropping heavily to her lips. Before Luna can even formulate a teasing reply, he captures her mouth in a deep, bruising kiss. Bzzzz. A harsh vibration rattles the coffee table. Luna gently pushes against his chest, breaking the kiss. "My phone," she murmurs breathlessly. "I should probably answer that." "Ignore it," Marcus groans against her skin, completely unwilling to let her go as he dips his head to recapture her lips.

Chelsey asked her in a quiet voice. She cupped both her cheeks and looked into her friends eyes. Kira nodded mindlessly as he started to move, matching her movements with his own. "Oh! It's so good." Chelsey brought her lips to hers and kissed her hard. The two women kissed passionately, Chelsey gathered all of Kira's long braids in her hand. She held them as their kiss became more frenzied; their tongues swirled openly and messily. The loud collision of wet skin against wet skin filled the room again. Kira squeaked against Chelsey's lips and tried not to bite the other woman when his dick struck her cervix. Kira went cross eyed with each deep stroke of his dick in her juicy pussy.

As if he might devour her. Only when she was far enough away did Caroline dare to sneak a glance back at Sebastian; he was already nonchalantly drinking and chatting with others. So, to make sure their scenes were good, for the past five months, they'd practically spent every day together, rehearsing and filming. Even more exasperating was that out of fifty-seven episodes, there were fifteen kiss scenes. To ensure the kiss scenes passed smoothly, Sebastian would pull her aside and practice kissing in places where no one could see them. They'd kiss until she was breathless, her tongue numb, her lips swollen. Sebastian, on the other hand, was always in control, but every time, she was left wea

I was still trying to understand why this was happening so late in the production. I walked over to a quiet corner and began to read the new lines. As I read, I felt a headache starting. There was a kissing scene in the script. It felt very rushed to me. The two characters meet for the first time in the scene, and then they share a kiss. It felt very strange for a professional drama. I also remembered the last time I had a kissing scene with a co-star. Silas had become very angry. He had almost bought the entire production house just to stop the scene from happening. He was a very jealous husband.

no, Charlotte. I swallow. “Right,” I add quickly. “It was not planned.” One truth in a sea of lies would wash out souls clean, right? “Clearly,” the host laughs, “that kind of tension can’t be faked.” Tension……oh, you haven’t had the slightest clue. “Alright,” she leans forward, knowing her voice conspiratorially, “one word, both of you……describe that kiss.”

Just a few minutes into the movie, the characters were already kissing, Eden’s cheeks flushed red, she blinked repeatedly, as she tried to make sense of her environment, everyone else seemed to be invested in the movie, some even making out with their partner—but she made sure to avoid eye contact with me. “Do you think I am a better kisser than that guy?” I leaned in to ask, and her eyes widened as she stared at me in shock. “I mean look at it, she is doing most of the kissing, and his hand placement is completely wrong.” “Shut up.” She snapped, and I bit down on my lip because a curse had never sounded so hot. “A kiss will shut me up.” I teased. “I promise these people won’t mind, and I wi

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

Aaron was touching her as she hadn't been touched in so long. “I'm out of practice.”She said He flipped the third button open. “Thinking?" “No.” Cersei's breath came out in a shaky laugh. “I'm very good at thinking most of the time." “Then think about this." He kissed her“I want to touch you. I want to feel your skin under my hands. Like this." He unhooked her slacks. He leaned forward and caught her chin in his teeth. A brief nip shot an ache down the center of her body. “Since you're out of practice, I'll just guide you through. and I want you looking at me when I touch you.”

Seeing Angela kneel at Lydia's feet only intensified my hard-on. Then I tasted Lydia's sweet lips. The kiss said I was getting someplace with her. The way she kissed me back said she wasn't as averse to me as she pretends. I kiss subs to settle and comfort them. It's a technique that usually works for both sub and Dom. Kissing is personal and helps form a bond during a scene. I find enjoyment in it. I love the taste of women. What happened with Lydia is almost indescribable. Her taste is different and I have a feeling the residue of the kiss will make every kiss from here on out unacceptable.

She spoke very little when she was with him and he wondered why. The kiss scene ended up being more intense, and some crew members couldn't help but glare at the duo. Letticia fidgeted the whole time Xavier ran his lips through hers, and by the time he was done, she discovered there was a sudden hotness on her face. Her cheeks were blushing red. Embarrassed by the event, Letticia had managed to go on with two more scenes before excusing herself.