I love the first kiss between the hero and heroine in romance novels. They are precisely what keeps me coming back. Writing the first kiss scene is equally addicting.
A first kiss can take many forms. I love the slow build-up, see it coming kiss as well as the unexpected turn of events first kiss. The chemistry is killing me first kisses are also great. All are wonderful and writing the first kisses between my characters has been so fun that I just have to share a few with you.
From On the Line, between Zane and Lina –
The snow crunched loudly in the bitter cold. The moon was so bright that the ski hill stretched out before them almost glowed. He stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Zane knew this was the right moment. He was almost certain she was ready for their, second, first kiss. He’d told her he would wait for her to ask him. He hoped he could keep his word.
He rubbed his hands along her arms. They were getting cold fast. He turned her around to face him and looked down at her waiting. She tipped her head up and brought her dark eyes to his. He couldn’t help himself. He looked at her soft lips and then back to her warm eyes.
She smiled and leaned into him a little. He met her halfway and then stopped.
“Kiss me,” she breathed.
He barely let his lips brush against hers once then twice. Then he slid his hand behind her neck and drew her into a deeper kiss. Her lips were perfect and they parted sweetly. Kissing her was more than he ever imagined and suddenly he couldn’t possibly get enough. She arched into him and tilted her head, giving him full access and he took it. She tasted vaguely like vanilla. Her taste, her scent, her heat, all of it; he wanted more.
A quick sneak peek from my work in progress: Crossing the Line, between Felicity and Michael. Technically this isn’t their first kiss (I’m not ready to give that away yet), but it’s a good one nonetheless:
She’d almost made it to the door when she was grabbed from behind by big strong arms that nearly yanked her off her feet. Her breath left her in a whoosh. As she turned, she was surprised to find herself in Michael’s arms.
She blinked up at him, letting the surprise settle.
Without warning, he tipped his head and kissed her. It took her a moment, but she easily gave in to his kiss. He smelled of oil and hard work, which was a rather heady combination. Her lips parted and his hands cupped her cheeks, tilting her head for greater access. His kiss was firm and steady. Her belly clenched and flipped with butterflies.
He pulled back slowly. “What I ever did to deserve your friendship and affection, I’ll probably never know. But I couldn’t let you slip away without thanking you properly.”
She was as stunned by his kiss as she was by his kind words. She reached up and pressed her lips to his softly. She pulled back a bit and whispered against his lips, “You’re welcome.”
Last but not least, one of my very favorite scenes from Discovering our Story, between Matthew and Karissa
Matthew turned off the car after coming to a stop in front of Mrs. Allen’s house. He seemed to hesitate a moment before he got out and made his way to open her door. Karissa got out and straightened her skirt nervously. Her heart started thumping hard in her chest, which only made her more uneasy.
He stood with one hand on her car door with his lean yet broad body sort of blocking her exit. The effect of being trapped was a little intoxicating. Without moving a muscle, he said quietly, “I enjoyed my day with you.”
She managed a nod and locked eyes with him. What was happening? She took the tiniest step forward. With that slight movement, the energy shifted and was suddenly charged somehow.
She felt like her knees might go out and had to work extra hard to fill her lungs. Without thinking, she said, “Sometimes when I’m close to you, I don’t think there’s enough oxygen.”
He looked down at her with a teasing grin. “Hmmm, that’s interesting. I’m pretty sure my respiration is at a normal rate. I don’t think I’m stealing all the air. What happens if I do this?”
He took a small step closer.
“Nope, I definitely can’t breathe now,” Karissa nearly whispered.
“What about this?” His hand slid to her waist and applied the slightest pressure to gently pull her closer. Her body willingly leaned in as though his gravity was simply too strong.
Just as her breath left her completely, they were startled by the sound of tires spinning gravel and the lights of a fast approaching vehicle. Samuel. The moment was gone, and he slowly withdrew his hand and backed away from the car. “Goodnight,” he said softly.
Turns out, sometimes the best first kiss scenes are actually the ones that keep you on edge just a little longer. Hope you enjoyed these. Do you have a favorite? Feel free to share in the comments your thoughts.