True Love's First Kiss の小説・ストーリー

“Show me you’re not like the rest. Show me you’re not just another liar in my life.” She gasped at his sudden movement, her heart slamming against her ribs as his shadow loomed over her. His voice dropped into a husky whisper, rough yet intimate. “Let me make love to you, baby. Let me take you right here, right now, and then I’ll know if you’re telling me the truth… or a lie. No more words and tears, just the honest truth.” Before she could react, he captured her lips in a furious kiss. His mouth pressed hard, demanding a response, his hands gripping her waist. But she stayed rigid, her lips sealed, her body cold against his heat.

He pulled her closer to him and wrapped a duvet around them before falling asleep with his heart feeling contented not before muttering I Love you in her ears. "I love you too," she whispered back with her still closed. He smiled at her. This was the first time she said that she loves him. Laya wanted to tell these three magical words to him a long ago but never got a chance. But now she said. He was HER TRUE SOULMATE, whom she could trust with her whole heart. She slipped into a slumber listening to his heartbeats. ----------

I added, a beat too late. “On the contrary,” he drawled, his eyes turning serious, “I am incredibly selfish when it comes to you, Callie.” He drew me up towards him, and we shared our first kiss. Our first real kiss, alight and dancing with truth and purity, despite the blood on our faces, on our hands, on our clothes and on our skin. It had stained us, but it had remained other: a fabric upon our bodies, rather than a fragment ingrained in our souls.

she added and I was astounded. I knew Sabrina, she always have a boyfriend but she never got into a serious relationship, I knew that because she always broke up with them and always told me she found them boring and this was the first time she said that she fell in love for real. And I never expected that it w be Nate, Nate Rhoven, my first kiss. "So, I should not worry , right?" she asked and my heart sank, to be honest. But I smiled and told her that she has nothing to worry.

She knew how to do this love thing better than him. His eyes fell to her lips so as hers, and his thump slowly caressed her cheeks walking its way to her lips while his palm sat at her lower chin, more like he was going to choke her. He leaned softly and took her lips into his. Kissing her slowly and gently. As passionate as ever. His hand held onto her neck, rather softly yet mesmerizingly as he kissed her more. It was their first kiss as a couple and it felt more genuine, more love-inclined, more pussy tingling, and more dick throbbing.

He gently squeezed my hand, a promise he’d never let me go. As we stood in front of the judge announcing our vows, all I remembered was us saying, “I do,” followed by Chance taking my face into his hands as he gently locked his lips with mine and my hands holding on to him. Applause broke through and he reluctantly ended the kiss. “I love you,” his first words as my husband whispered against my lips, causing a shiver to run down my spine. “I love you too,” I gushed in a raspy breathless voice.

What began as a forceful kiss evolved into something passionate. As he delicately brushed my lips with his tongue, his hands traced down my waistline, pulling me closer. I reciprocated, my hands finding their way to the nape of his neck, pulling him in. Our lips pressed softly against each other, and I tasted the sweet nectar of his lips as his tongue explored my mouth. Our tongues brushed against each other, deepening the kiss. My heart pounded with intensity, and the kiss felt like a magical escape, allowing all my worries to melt away. It was my first kiss, taken by Tristan, and it left me breathless and captivated.

About the night they kissed for the first time… behind the library, rain pouring, neither of them caring. About the day the truth came out. How she looked at him across the room and didn’t flinch. How he knew then… he’d fight the whole world for her. The waiter brought their food. They barely touched it. Too busy looking at each other. Too busy stealing kisses between bites. Too busy being in love in public. For the first time. And the cameras caught it. Paparazzi on the street below. Flashes popping like fireworks. Sloane tensed.