Novel & Cerita Who Was Sakura's First Kiss

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

I ask him again that made him stared at me more intense. "Damn, you are really a very annoying girl, aren't you. You made me change all this time and you are telling me that I am just trying you because I like your kiss. You don't even know how to kiss." My eyes widened as my lips parted when he said that, my face turned to read and immediately pushed him away. He smirked and since he is more stronger than me he did not let go of me and just pull me even more. My eyes widened as my lips parted when he said that, my face turned to read and immediately pushed him away.

She chuckles lightly in my ear at my question and I clench my jaw fighting back my beast fighting for control. "Because you wear your heart on your sleeve Yuzuki-San..." "I do?" "Though it seems to be heavily guarded..." she moves away slightly to look me in the eyes, "why did you kiss me Sensei?" Her eyes seem moist and innocent and I stare at her. It couldn't be. There's no way. "Atlas... was that... your first kiss?" I cup her face, finger creasing her bottom lip still slightly swollen. "It was. First time for everything that followed too." I gawk at her in disbelief and she frowns slightly her lips turning up at the corner.

"Now can you guys focus on why I'm calling you? I need a raincheck, I'm forgetting something. Who did I like and stalk for the past five years? Who have I liked for that long?" "What kind of question is that?" Star asked quizzically. "Are you having memory loss? It's Zayne," "Goku." Odette chirped. I looked at Larissa, her face was as red as her boots. "Goku? Why the hell would she like Goku?!" Star screamed. "He's an anime character!" "Anime? I thought he was Brad Pitt's second son?" "I'm going to strangle you!" Larissa hung up. She dropped her phone on her thighs and then brushed her hair out of her face. I didn't know how to react to her confession. Larissa liked me?

Getting into the act too, I brought my hands up and hook it around his neck. "It's show time." Tyler whispered, before bringing his lips down to mine. The kiss started out slow and light for a few seconds, before he thrust his tongue inside my mouth and deepen the kiss. Kissing Tyler reminded me of when I kissed him the first time. One, he tasted of mint and cigar and two, he was a really, damn good kisser! The first time I kissed him, I wasn't paying much attention to all that, but now for some unknown reason, I was. As we kiss, I have to steel myself to prevent from letting out a satisfied sigh. I would never give Tyler that satisfaction.

I didn’t answer right away, I just turned the phone slightly and showed him, and he looked at it for a few seconds without saying anything, but I could tell he understood exactly what it meant. “It’s spreading,” I said quietly. “People have both now.” The kiss. Now this. Why is my life even like this? I thought to myself. I didn’t even know what I was supposed to feel anymore, because somehow this changed everything again, because before I was just the girl who kissed a stranger, but now people were starting to see why. My phone kept buzzing in my hand, and this time it was Sophia calling. “Have you seen it?” she asked immediately. “Yes”, I said in a low voice.

“Oh my God…….what the hell have I gotten myself into? Why did I kiss you?” “Let’s not pretend you didn’t enjoy it, Charlotte.” “Enjoyed it?” I scoffed. “Please, your lips taste like ground sandpaper mixed with sawdust.” I swear I saw his nose scrunch up. “That’s quite the mix.” “Exactly.” For a second, the silence hangs between us again. Until he speaks, “What are you doing here?” “What do you mean?” “I mean, here, in my company……you’re a student all the way in the DC. But you’re here in Vegas……why?”

Damian studied my face, then gave a helpless laugh. "Today is our seventh mating anniversary, and you want to humiliate me in front of everyone?" "You knew perfectly well this was our seventh anniversary, and you still crossed that line tonight," I shot back. Damian did not look remotely sorry. If anything, he turned it back on me. "All because I kissed Amber and not you, you're ending our bond? It was one kiss. It meant nothing. You're the Luna. Start acting like it."

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

So, Bryan didn't have to be bothered again. The woman smiled crookedly, "Your harsh reality is like the one in that photo, Bryan!" "What do you mean?!" "This story, between First Love or First Kiss!" he pauses, "and only Paula, who can be the key to all of these questions, Bryan!" Bryan cleared his throat softly, breaking the awkwardness surrounding them. "Sorry, I can't believe you!" The woman's smile faded at once. But a second later, she smiled sweetly at Bryan again. "Forget all this, Bryan! They were little kids then, who didn't understand kissing."