Xoxo Kisses Novels & Stories

Isabelle place her and on his neck nudging him closer,she tiptoe and their lips met,alighting in the process,delving deeper into themselves,none of them wanting to let go and still fighting back the growing desire pent up inside them, Isabelle reluctantly stop the kiss,Xander grunt. "Then you kiss me on the forehead" Xander face leveled with hers "And then mutter sweet words into my ears" "Then you'd tiptoe again to kiss me wild" "I'm not the only one who initiates it" She scoff, Xander caress her face "Then you'd whisper that...you love me" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

"Before we talk, there's something I need to do." Confusion mixed with anticipation swirled within me as Xavier leaned in, his lips finding mine in a tender kiss. The world around us seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of his embrace and the taste of his love on my lips. In that moment I felt a rush of emotions flooding through me. The fear and doubt that had plagued my mind were momentarily silenced, replaced by a renewed sense of trust and love. Xavier was right, we had unfinished business, and this kiss was a testament to the depth of our connection.

I teased, my voice barely above a whisper. Xander chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Alpha?" he asked, his voice low and playful. I smiled, my heart racing. "My Alpha, my mate, my everything," I replied, my voice filled with emotion. Xander's face softened, his eyes filled with love. "Forever," he whispered, his lips brushing against mine. Xander's kiss deepened, his lips exploring mine once more. I melted into his arms, my heart pounding in my chest. The ceremonial wine's sweetness still lingered on my lips, but it was nothing compared to the intoxicating taste of Xander's love.

I kissed the back of her neck. "I'm mad at you." She whispered back. I loosened my arms so she could face me. I kissed her lips. "What did I do love?" "You came in late and made me wait before you came to say hey." She pouted. I laughed softly. " I'm sorry babe. I had some things I needed to take care of. Why don't I give you that hello now?" I pulled her close and kissed her. I wasted no time in getting on top of her and showing her how much I missed and love her.

Flustered, I hid my face in his chest. “Aarya,” he called me. “Hmm,” I responded, my voice muffled against him. “I like you,” he confessed, his sincerity evident in his words. Meeting his gaze with a shy smile, I replied, “I like you too.” As soon as I finished saying the words, Xander crashed his lips against mine with a searing kiss that had my toes clunking in excitement. Unlike our first kiss, this one was passionate and hungry rather than sweet and romantic. His kisses went down my jaw, down my neck, and then settled at the sensitive juncture of my shoulder and neck. He kissed the spot, eliciting a breathy moan from me.

I mumbled. “What's a kissing spell?” he sounded curious. “Oh, that?” I laughed faintly, “Just a family curse… In short, I kissed you. Now, if you don't kiss me back before my 30th birthday, I will die… or I can give up on my magic…” I chuckled and looked at him. He became serious. He moved closer to me. “Is that all? All I have to do is kiss you?” he slowly leaned over me. “N-no…” I gulped seeing his face inches away from mine, “You… would have to feel something towards me… The kiss should carry equally intense emotions… as the ones I felt when I gave you mine…”

~Get up in the morning: a good morning kiss~ ~After breakfast: a good morning kiss + hug~ ~Before going to work: a five-minute farewell kiss + hug~ ~After lunch: a ten-minute long afternoon kiss + hug~ ~After dinner: a 20-minute goodnight kiss + hug~ ~Before going to bed: a 30-minute kiss before going to bed + hug + XXX~ ~•Note: Among them, you can kiss every half an hour to an hour throughout the day.•~ "What does XXX mean?", Shyla asked casually. Lakshit looked at her with dark brown and bright eyes, and the roots of his ears were a little red, "It's something other than our hugs and kisses."

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.