When He Kisses Your Forehead Novels & Stories

Amayra His knuckles traced on my cheek and I felt his warm breath really next to my face. The next moment, his lips touched my forehead. He kissed my forehead, cupping my face, giving chills down to my spine. Though his touch was icy because of the recent shower, I was feeling hotter. I couldn’t handle that anymore and opened my eyes, finding him staring at me. Our eyes met. Did he really kiss my forehead when I was sleeping or pretending to sleep?

A forehead kiss from Harry. What the hell does that even mean?

She feels his lips on her forehead as soon as she turns her face towards him. Her eyes widened as he placed his lips on her forehead. "He gives her a long kiss on her forehead." He never kissed her on the forehead during their past kisses, but today he planted a kiss on her forehead for the first time, and she feels the kiss. Both make eye contact while looking at each other. He placed his hand on her cheek, cupping and grabbing her entire cheek. She closed her eyes as he came close to her eyes, and then he planted a sweet kiss on her left cheek, tilting his head to his right cheek—he planted another kiss on her right cheek.

I whispered to him. I closed my eyes tightly and waited in anticipation. I was waiting for a rough kiss on my lips, but I felt a feathery sensation that was placed on my forehead. I opened my eyes and was met with Kairo’s sharp jawline. Did he just—did he just kiss me on the forehead? I blushed as my heart raced like a horse in a race. Fuck, be strong, my heart. We can’t be feeling this right now. He pulled back from the forehead kiss and smiled at me, the corner of his eyes crinkling from the action.

He looks at my lips then goes back to my eyes. "What do you think I am going to do, Cali?" He asks me in a lower tone of his voice. A mischievous smile curls on his lips. He removed his index finger from my lips. "What?" I ask in confusion. He smiles at me sweetly, and the next thing I knew, he kissed me. On my forehead. What was that for??? "Hey, what did you just do?" My forehead furrowed in annoyance. "Relax. It's just on your forehead. Not on your lips."

The look in his eyes was filled with so much love that I could feel it even without the bond. “Good. Now you understand how we feel every time that we look at you,” he said before leaning down to place a kiss to my forehead. I always swooned when they kissed my forehead because it felt so much more intimate. It was not just about the heat and passion. It was about pure adoration and love.

We hadn’t gone for testing the gender yet, and we were just enjoying the mystery with open hearts, loving every minute of it. He got up and stood in front of me, then smoothed my hair out of my face. “How’s the little one treating you?” He pulled me as close as my bump allowed, then massaged my temple with his hand. “Your little one is sitting right on my bladder. I nearly peed on myself while I was in a meeting.” I informed causing him to chuckle, then leaned in and kissed my forehead. There was just something about forehead kisses that just hit me differently. They were so… full of deep emotions, and genuine passion and they made me melt in a puddle every dang time.

He whispered huskily to her ear. He then pulled back his head a bit and stared at her intensely. Haylee blushed instantly as she felt uncomfortable getting him looking at her like that. He slowly stroked her cheek and another kiss landed on her forehead this time. Haylee used to read some article on the internet saying that a forehead kiss was a sign of care and sincerity from your partner. It was a kiss that was supposed to tell you that he was into you and not just into your physical appearance. Niel had kissed her on the forehead countless times already. Yet, the kiss he gave her just now felt different. It was comforting and she suddenly realized the change in his expression. His eyes we

So I tried to push him, but he was extremely muscular and strong. He raised his chin to my face, wiped away my tears, and kissed my forehead. I stole a glance at him and stared into his eyes. His eyes were softer. He kissed my tears and told me, "Take care of yourself, baby. I am giving you the time and space you need right now. But keep in mind that you are possessed by a monster. So never disobey me". And he left the alley, leaving me alone, confused, and tired. Kisses on the forehead mean much more than kisses on the lips. It represents the person's care, affection, and respect, whereas a kiss on the lips represents passion, lust, and perhaps love as well. He confused me with his actions

“ Hearing you say these words to me gladens my heart. But I need to be sure about all this. Please give me some time, no, give us some time to study each other and be sure we are really in love and not just because we are stuck together in this marriage thing “ I said as I caressed his cheeks with my thumb, never breaking the eye contact between him and I. “ Alright my lady, your wish is my command. I'll wait for you to study me because I don't think there is anything I need to study about you Tess, you're an angel, “ He said smiling and kissed my forehead. I used to hear people saying forehead kissing are romantic and doubted it, but Kace kissing me on my forehead gave me butterflies in my