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Wednesday, December 25, 2013

First Kiss Wednesday

Kisses are the mainstay of romance writing.  No matter how sweet or spicy our stories are, they usually involve at least a kiss or two.  And the first kiss is especially lovely - that first, soft touch of lips - or perhaps the kiss is fierce and hungry.  Maybe the characters murmur words of love or words of teasing while discovering the texture and taste of each other.  Maybe the only sounds they can emit are gentle, timorous moans or deep, throaty groans.
Okay, now that we've set the premise, here's what you can do for First Kiss Wednesdays.  In the comment box, give us a maximum of 300 words of the first kiss of a published work or a work-in-progress and one link to your website or blog or Amazon Author Page. 
Read and luxuriate in the glories of the first kiss...

Oh, and lips only...  ;-)

1 comment:

Charity Parkerson said...

"The Sexy & The Undead"

He was so tall. That fact kept floating through her brain. At five-foot-ten, she was tall for a woman, but he still towered over her. She wanted to kiss him, but other than jumping up and down like a rabbit, she couldn’t figure out how to pull it off.
As if reading her thoughts, Samuel stepped backwards down two stairs on the porch. He still was higher than eye level, but definitely more manageable.
“May I visit you again tomorrow?”
A spike of disappointment shot through her and Ella groaned at Samuel’s question. “Freddie will be home tomorrow and I can’t take him to a coffee shop.”
Instead of appearing put off, Samuel simply smiled, that irresistible dimple making an appearance and causing her knees to go weak. “I’ll bring Tam along and it can be like a play date.”
Ella really wanted to ask what the beautiful pixie was to him, but she wanted to kiss him more, and since his answer could ruin that, she held her silence. Reaching out, she squeezed his shoulders, and if possible, she went even more gooey inside at the feel of his skin beneath her fingers. While her mind was out of focus, Samuel leaned in, touching his lips to hers.
It was a sweet kiss. He didn’t press her in any way. His lips were slightly parted as if simply breathing in her air. She was content to have his bottom lip between her teeth and his body this close to her. Their tongues never touched and it was the most erotic moment she had ever experienced. When he pulled away, his eyes shined with lust and a flush covered his cheeks, but obviously, his will was strong. She was busy beating down her inner crazed monkey, and he kept his hands to himself.

Charity Parkerson