Why Do We Close Our Eyes While Kissing Novels & Stories

She bows her head. He covers his tops and turns his face upwards. “Didn't you hear?’ He had issued his order and now she had no choice. She closes her eyes and places her lower lip between the lips of him in order to fulfill his command. He also closed his eyes and started irrigating himself. He releases all his tops, puts his hand on her neck and bends over himself. She was getting out of breath because he was kissing her lips mercilessly.

’ Closing my eyes, I wrapped my hands around his neck, kissing him back. Moving our lips accordingly to melt in the passion and turn oblivious of our surroundings kissing each other with an unstoppable ferocity. Kissing each other to our deepest content, not knowing when this moment will arrive again.

His face is only inches from mine, his parted lips close enough that I can feel the warmth of his breath against them. “Eye contact is important for couples,” he whispers, his breath brushing against my lips. “You need to be comfortable looking at me, especially when we're talking. If you keep looking away every time I get close, my father is going to notice.” I nod slowly, barely trusting my voice enough to speak. My fingers curl against the couch as I bite my lower lip, trying to hold his gaze. A shaky exhale leaves my lips when Killian's nose brushes against mine as lets lets out a low groan.

This unexpected kiss caught me off guard, and I widened my eyes, stunned by Alen's actions. After gently kissing my lips, Alen seemed unsatisfied. He embraced me tightly, saying "close your eyes," to which I subconsciously complied. The next moment, I felt Alen's lips against mine once more, but this time, his tongue entered my mouth. Alen's movements were passionate and intense, as he deepened the kiss. My mind went blank, and any thoughts of resistance vanished completely...

His lips was bruising hers as he tried to get inside her. With her eyes still open, she looked into his face and saw that his eyes were closed. She thought, "Is he taking pleasure in this kiss? Why is his eyes closed? Why is he enjoying this? This man did everything back then to keep his distance from me. So, why all of a sudden is he trying to get close to me for?"

The entire room became quiet once more and we individually forced our eyes closed. Edward pinch me slightly so that I would force my eyes open but I didn't give in. He continued to pinch me slightly and I still didn't give in so he had no other option but to lean close to me….. as he sealed my lips with a brief kiss. Edward pulled away from the kiss just to inspect if I had finally opened my eyes and he was Damn right. Immediately our eyes lock on each other I quickly force them to become closed. He pulled in closer to me and this time around my lips were sealed for a long kiss.

With him… it was… satisfyingly peaceful. It took two to three minutes before his face went away. Our lips went apart and that is when I realized that I was holding my breath while kissing him. When I opened my eyes, he was still closing his eyes as if he was silently panting. I watched him see me while his hands are still on my cheeks. “Your eyes,” I whispered and squinted my eyes, “they don’t feel right.” He just smirked. “I know,” he said, “because they don’t.”

I shut the door of reason, surrendering to the overwhelming tide of passion and desire that consumed us both. As our kisses deepened and our bodies intertwined, I couldn't help but be consumed by conflicting emotions. Guilt lingered at the periphery of my thoughts, reminding me of the consequences of our actions. But tonight, I pushed it aside, allowing myself to be consumed by the intensity of the present. The kiss became more intense until we were both out of breath and panting for air. Our eyes remained locked in a heated stare, taking in each other's expressions and body language.

Our breaths mingled, and I couldn't help but wonder how we had transitioned from being mischievous to being this close. As our eyes locked in that tender moment, the world appeared to slow down, and the distance between our lips narrowed to a mere whisper. It felt as though an invisible force was gently drawing us closer, the atmosphere electric with anticipation. Our breaths synchronized, dancing in unison, creating an intimate connection that defied words. Every heartbeat echoed the undeniable chemistry that existed between us, like a soft, romantic melody that only the two of us could hear. The world around us faded away, leaving nothing but the promise of an almost kiss.

We both have a satisfied smile on our face and Our eyes are closed. "This is the best dance of my life." He said. Our foreheads are still touched to eachother and eyes are closed.we both breathing harshly due to the lack of oxygen. I bit my lower lip to cantrol my smile. We both slowly opened our eyes and looked into eachother with love. Our gaze broked with the hooting and huge round of applause. We both step away from eachother with a jerk when we both realized that we are surrounding are people. I can hear the whistles.