Young Sheldon Kisses Novels & Stories

After reading them all, I flipped the phone face-down on the table without typing a word back. I just watched Shawn from across the room. As if to prove a point, he tightened his grip, pulling Alyssa even closer against him. "Since you're the couple of the day, why don't you two give us a kiss?" someone suggested. "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The crowd egged them on until they were pressed together. Alyssa was flush against his chest, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Stop it, you guys… Shawn and I haven't seen each other in five years. We can't just start making out."

“You don’t kiss someone like that unless you like it, unless you want to savour the moment.” “Goodbye, Greyson,” Indianna muttered and pushed away from him, crossing the gym as quickly as possible. She hated it when Greyson was right. “Hun, that kiss was intense,” Brooke commented when Indianna joined the girls again. Harry was holding Brooke protectively from behind and kissing her neck. He knew he was irritating her, but he was also distracting her and it was what he wanted. “Why can’t I have a guy that can kiss me that passionately?” Sasha said and sighed dramatically. “I know you two haven’t been together for long, but you are relationship goals.”

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

He has flat abs touching her body, which is giving her goosebumps. "I don't know how to kiss!" She looked at him, pouting her lips. He scoffed at her boring reply—he can't believe that she is telling the truth; rather, he feels that she is playing pranks for his attention. "Teach me how to kiss!" She mumbled, licking her lips, and grabbed his attention. He looked down at her and stroked his lips with his fingers before pulling her close by her waist. She moaned as her breast touched his chiselled chest.

Then the more he tried to stop, the more she pushed down his head and lips close the nipples. And when she became wet up, George moved into action as the sound of his strokes was loud enough to be heard by the neighbours. “Baby, ride me on…. Baby, you’re so sweet…” She whispered sweetly and he replied “I love you, Nasha. I love you”. Then he hastily drew out his thing from her when the liquid was about to drop and he kissed her forehead and fell out from her body as they gasped for air and finally fell asleep; with their hands clinched on each other.

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.

he murmured, “when you two can help me instead?” Both Maddox and Hayden froze, surprised by his sudden boldness. The silence that followed was heavy, filled with warmth and unspoken want. Kyle’s lips curved into a shy smile before he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Maddox’s lips—slow, lingering, and full of trust. When he pulled away, he turned and kissed Hayden next, just as softly, and whispered, “You should kiss each other too.”

Not doing anything except covering her hand with his in the back of a moving car on a Tuesday morning while her sister slept against the window and Marcus drove them home. Elena looked at his hand over hers. Then she looked at him. "Thank you," she said. He looked back at her. "For what," he said. "For not being twelve minutes late," she said. Something shifted in his expression. Deep and specific and real. "Elena," he said. "I know," she said. "I know." She leaned her head against his shoulder. He didn't move. Didn't speak. Just let her. The city went past the window.

The little boy pedals his new bicycle towards his father and younger brother. Kevin pulled the hem of the shirt Samuel was wearing. "Daddy, kiss!" Samuel shifted his gaze in another direction, when Kevin looked at him sadly. Kevin realized that Samuel didn't want to kiss her. The boy then clenched his hands tightly. I'm broken! Kevin closed his eyes, he tried to hold back the tears that would soon spill over his face. Inside Kevin's chest, felt tight as if it was going to crumble. Kevin's eyes felt hot and watery.