Against Wall Kiss Novels & Stories

The reason is because she wants to be with the man she loves and she also has a problem with her older sister. The man looked at the wall clock which said it was 09.00 am. Then he nodded his head. He put on a teasing smile. "But all of this is not free, you have to pay ..." The girl looked confusedly at him. "Must pay?" He nodded his head, again. Meanwhile, the girl was thinking for a moment. "Mmm ..." Not long before, in the next second, the girl's lips were kissed by the warm lips of the man. "You must pay with this body of yours. Today, you will service my passion!"

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

The tingling anticipation prickling her skin? She said screw it to the little voice that told her she should run from the wolf. She pressed herself against him, clutched at his muscled biceps, and let herself enjoy the kiss. What a kiss. His hard mouth claimed hers with a fervor she’d never experienced before. This. This hard, hot, breathless embrace was passion, not the tepid acts of her past with boys. Gavin was a man. All musk, power, and intent.

She kissed herself from his mouth, He stood up and removed the last barrier she looked at his tent which was now hanging straight He hovered her again and kissed her nip while touching his rock tip on hers She hummed with the feel, before entering her he rode her hoe with his tip, when he felt she enjoying it he entered inside her breaking her wall She cried with pain which felt like a death bed, he kissed her to erase her pain, this was he afraid of hurting her, he stayed inside her still kissing her, letting her adjust with his length, she had clutched his shoulder and dug her nails deep on it, he didn't bother about his pain, it was just like a needle pain when compared to hers wall break

badly. I turned and leaned up to kiss him. It was as if we were instantly transported back in time, back to our little house on the beach. Our time apart melted away as though it had never been. His hands went to the sides of my face, embracing me as he kissed me. It was the tender kiss of two people in love. Soon, however, the kiss turned from tender to passionate, as our tongues began to move against each other. I stood and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, and his hands went to my sides.

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.

He wasn’t going to use me like he did yesterday and throw me away after like I was one of his sluts. I twisted my head from him, trying to escape his punishing kiss but to no avail. His hand grabbed both my wrists and pinned them to the wall above me as his other hand grabbed my nape and forced my mouth open. He dove in, dominating me. I attempted to push him out with my tongue but to no avail. It only seemed like our tongues were fighting for dominance. He pushed and conquered like he owned my mouth. It was like he knew every corner.

I spat. I noticed his amused smile lingering on his lips and I fought myself hard not to wobbled my knees. I tried to smack his chest but his hand caught mine and pinned it overhead. I tried to thrashed around but he pinned my torso using his body, legs were wide apart to caged my body between him and the wall behind me. I hissed. "Let go," I warned. His brow raised and he lowered his face to meet my eyes. "I saw how desperate were you while looking for me," he whispered. His eyes moved down on my lips and he smirked. "Did you miss my kiss?"

“I offer something she hasn’t done before. A guy, who is a total romantic. I know him well, he wouldn’t kiss easily. He believes in true love and pure souls… You get my point. “ Your_Rock had written, and I hated him after this comment added to the dirty hints he made under my last story. My stomach began to hurt by the thought I had to kiss someone innocent and lie to Jason, this romantic guy, and even to myself. As soon as my drink touched the counter, I gulped it and nodded to the barman for another. “This sounds like a good challenge. Only a fool would reject Allura for a one-night stand, but a relationship guy sounds hard. I vote for him,” No_Joker agreed. “Yeah, kiss this guy, Allura.”

And then, with a tenderness I had never witnessed in him before, Rafe leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. It was a kiss filled with a raw intensity, a tumultuous mix of anger and desire. In that moment, as our lips moved in a dance of passion and longing, I felt the walls he had erected around himself crumble away. The heat of his kiss seared through me, melting away the layers of doubt and fear that had kept us apart.