Get A Grip 소설 & 이야기

Jordan's grip. “This is mine!”

He kissed me again and then he crooked his fingers and started pumping. "Ahhhh....", I let my moans escape... but he didn't stop the masterful motion of his fingers down there. Soon I came..... but he didn't stop..... instead the smirk on his face just got more crooked and he increased the pace of his fingers. "I'll make u come twice sweety", he said with his devilish grin.

she snarled at me, grabbing my upper arms in a bruising grip. Clenching my jaws, I wrenched myself out of her grip.

He seemed taken aback by my feistiness, his expression a mixture of shock and curiosity. I tried to pull away, but Gabriel's grip on my arm only tightened, his fingers digging deep into my skin. "You don't leave until I'm done," he growled, his voice low and menacing. His eyes flashed, transforming into the piercing yellow of his wolf's, and I could feel his grip constricting, like a vice around my tiny arm. I struggled to break free from Gabriel's grasp, but his grip only tightened, causing me to wince in pain as my arm was squeezed even harder. Just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore, a deep, commanding voice cut through the tension.

my mate says while gripping my hands tightly with a crazed look in his eyes. OH SHIT!

I used my arm to dislodge her grip. "Enough."

I rolled my hips a little harder, taking a firm grip on his shoulders for leverage, grinding down on him. "It can wait, can't it?"

I drew my hand from his grip. He went behind me and set my hands. I gulped, trying not to pay attention to our closeness and the way his body felt so nice pressed against me. "To make a perfect fist, close your hand tightly with your thumb on top of your 4 fingers. Rest your thumb on top of your middle knuckle. Squeeze firmly to maintain a strong grip. Keep your wrist as straight as possible and never bend it while striking a target. Got it?" He breathed against my ear and it went straight to my core, creating a pool of wetness. I nodded but I heard nothing.

C2: Mr Grip Raine's hands flew to the thing gripping her neck, only to realize it was an arm. Then she slowly saw gray eyes with a fiery glint in them. “Who..are...you?” the one gripping her asked, his voice edged with caution. Raine couldn't speak. Instead, she hit his hand and swung her leg forward, kicking him. “Damn,” the man cursed in pain and instantly let go of her. She cautiously put her hand into the small bag she had learned to carry at all times for emergencies.

I scream, twisting my body, trying to squirm out of his grip. Colton lets out a low, warning growl that vibrates deep in his chest. His large hand flies out, wrapping firmly around both of my wrists in a single grip, pinning my hands flat against the wooden wall above my head. He holds me there effortlessly with one hand, completely neutralizing my struggles.