You Kiss By The Book Novels & Stories

He asked for this. “Let’s go, Vikings,” Maven announced referring to his teammates. He then looked at me apologetically then cupped my cheeks. “Sorry for that, mosh. I love you,” he whispered then kissed me.

Smiling at her lovingly, I take the book and toss it on the shelves back. She lowers her eyes shyly and I gently grip her chin, lifting her face a bit. Leaning down to her, I claim her luscious lips in a soft kiss. The library is silent and so are we, making no noise and enjoying the taste of each other's mouth. She kisses me back, grabbing my collars tightly in her fists as I take my right hand around her waist, leaning more down so she doesn't need to go on her tiptoes. If we were not in this place, I would have lifted her in my arms to match the height but it doesn't feel bad at all.

“Geez. If you think that was me flirting, you seriously need to learn a few things, buddy.” “You’re right,” he murmured, moving in closer. So close. “I suck at flirting. I’m much better at just plain kissing.” And he swept his mouth against mine.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

I'll choose kissing her over pranks any day. We stop by Derrick and Camden's locker first and it's at the tip of my tongue to warn them about Rain's prank but I keep my mouth shut. If I'm going to sleep with her, I should start being nice to her. Should I recorded this and send to her as a gesture of good will? I chuckle to myself. Am I really ready to shove my friends under the bus for a chance at pussy? Who am I? Rain and a girl that's dating one of her stoner friends enter the hallway and they try to pretend they're not watching us. Rain's eyes don't meet mine. She's looking everywhere but at me. Glad to see I'm not the only one affected by the kiss.

He lingered a second too long, his thumb grazing her cheekbone, and that was all it took—her control, his restraint—gone. Damon leaned in, slow, deliberate, giving her every chance to pull away. She didn’t. Couldn’t. His mouth met hers, not with the violence she expected, but with a careful hunger that shattered her from the inside out. The kiss wasn’t deep, not yet—it was a claim, a test, a question all at once. Ava’s fingers curled into fists at her sides. She should push him away. She didn’t. Instead, she leaned in—just enough to answer him back.

All I need is my book back. I kept my one hand on his chest and leaned to get it. He's so taller than me and especially his hands. Soon enough, both our bodies are close to each other, and Iam literally on his lap on the bench. Finally, he gave up by giving my book back. When he returned by book, he acted fastly my kissing me mouth to mouth, keeping his one hand on my waist and other on my hair. I was caught up in the moment and felt nervous to the core. I can feel his lips on me. I dropped my book which I have been trying to get this whole time. I broke the kiss by coming back to consciousness. I can't kiss a guy who I only met an hour ago. Even though he seemed to be a good person in chara

The Lizzy he knew was very good at kissing, and they would have a hot kiss. "Kiss me back," asked Asher. Cerise's heart raced. All the blood seemed to run under her feet. She covered her eyes as Asher sucked her lower lip and sucked her tongue. It was disgusting at first, but Cerise tried to move. She took turns sucking Asher's tongue. The man smiled. Even though she was amateur and stiff, Asher felt like he was reunited with Lizzy. Asher pushed Lizzy's body against the wall and squeezed the girl's hair, and it was like he was teaching Lizzy how to kiss.

She rushed back to the young man and handed him the inhaler. He immediately took it, thanked her, and ran out of the house. She stood by the door, half of her body outside. She stretched her neck a little to see the person in the car. All her efforts proved abortive as the person she was trying so hard to see was facing the other way. She could only see his honey blond hair and his right hand. He appeared to be reading a book before the asthma attack. Her lips curved into a smile when she saw the name of the book he was reading. It was her second published novel 'EVERYONE HAS A LIL SIDE OF CRAZINESS.' She wrote the book when she moved into her apartment with her three closest friends. Stayin