CloverI still remember my first kiss, mainly because it was awkward. One of those middle school dances held right before the Christmas break. I was dancing, and not very well, with this guy I somewhat knew when my friends ran up with mistletoe. "Kiss her kiss her!"
I wanted to die. He and I just stared at each other--way awkwardly--then finally he gave a little smile and gave me a sweet peck on the lips. Nothing much to it, but I remember thinking that he was the sweetest guy in the world for being so indulgent to my rotten friends and not trying to embarrass me or anything.
Funny thing, I can't remember my second kiss, which you'd think should have been more real and memorable. Shrugging.
Here's Alexander and Jewel's first kiss from Highland Son.
“Listen…” Her tongue peeked out between her lips and Alexander’s gaze riveted on them. “I…I get it. You kind of like me and it’s twisting your stomach all up into knots. I appreciate that you care…”
Oh, he cared…
“But I can do this. You don’t need to worry…”
The hell he didn’t. He’d show her just how much he’d worry.
His hands shot to her waist, pulling her body snug against his. Heat flared between them.
She gasped. Those lips parted in surprise and the irises of her green forest eyes darkened, drawing him in.
Déithe, he was lost.
His mouth was on hers before he took his next breath. She was cherries and silk and heat and softness. Feminine. A million sensations to explore. A lifetime to explore them.
Her back arched beneath his hands, her curves molding into him as she pressed closer, matching his kiss with a hunger of her own. Her fingers slid into his hair, pulling his head harder down to hers.
Her desire filled him, flowing into his magical essence, pushing within every hollow and crease, truly becoming a part of him. It was frightening and intoxicating.
His body was on fire, every muscle was rigid, each nerve ending alert and searing.
She pulled away, breathing hard, her soft breasts lifting and falling against his chest.
He groaned. “If this is supposed to convince me to let you go…it’s having the opposite effect.”
If anyone learns about her secret deviant ability, she'll face death. And if she looks into a boy's eyes, she might kill him.
Glory's both scared and thrilled when Cal, the older boy she's had a crush on forever, takes her to the Human Resources department to get an official dating license.
"His lips drift down and hover so close I inhale his breath. Knowing our lips are close to touching muddles my thoughts and makes my face tingle. I know I should stop him--if he knew what I was, he'd want me dead--but I don't want to stop him. I want to be kissed. I want to feel safe. I want to be a Normal. I want the horrors of my life to be over.
I tip my face up, and Cal's warm strong lips press against mine, igniting a sharp pinch in my chest that shoots down. His arms wrap around and pull me in tightly. So tight his heartbeat penetrates my skin and thumps through me as our chests press together, and I hope beyond hope that the sensation's because he's holding me close and not because of my curse."
About first kisses: One of my favorite things to write is sexual tension. It's about as much fun as a romance writer gets in the business of romance writing. One of the things that ARROW writers and actors have done brilliantly is the relationship between Oliver and Felicity. Do I really care what villainous evil-doer Oliver will be battling this week? Not really. Do I worry about the fate of Starling City? Maybe a little. What I tune in for (religiously every week) is to see if this is the episode when Oliver will finally breakdown and kiss Felicity. Still waiting…
My two book connected series ~TEXAS FAMILY RECKONING~ draws on many small town experiences. I didn't use my home town, but Aubrey is very close. It's also full of names of people I went to high school with. (I didn't use personalities, only names).
Lizbeth SelvigMy first kiss didn't come until high school. Before that I was much too much of a tomboy to realize
Here's a DEBUT sneak preview of my next book to be officially titled but currently known as "Beauty and the Brit." David is a button-down Brit living in small town Minnesota. Rio is a girl from inner city Minneapolis. Their first kiss is, to put it mildly, a surprise to both of them: