Henry Danger Elevator Kiss Novels & Stories

Spencer stares at her so passionately and is filled with emotions. "Check please" he screamed as he stood up grabbed her hands and made his way to the house, they couldn't contain the excitement and started running towards the suite, kissing each other the whole way there, bumping into plants by the hallway, they made their way to the elevator as soon as the door closes they began kissing each other passionately. He kissed her neck so hard that she could feel a hickey forming, he goes on his knees and takes off her underwear, and sniffs it as he didn't want to lose her scent, he places one of her legs on his shoulders and began sucking her clitoris, inserting his tongue in her vagina, she mo

He wipes away one tear that rolls down her cheek. “This isn’t right. I know I can’t do anything. After dinner and lights out, will you meet me here? I need to know you’re ok?” Kelanar looks hesitant, but catches the compassion in his eyes. She nods her head. “Ok, I will meet you, but now you really need to go.” Henry leans in and kisses her lips. They taste like salt and juices from the meat she ate. They are warm and soft. He feels her kiss him back as he smiles.

Jhonia asked herself stepping on the elevator to go back to the lower floor, saying to herself as she remembered she had lifted her phone behind because of Kyhe. While she was getting ready to settle for the elevator going down, she took a deep breath looking up from her feet as she held her left hand with the other hand. Suddenly Kyhe came rushing into the elevator and right up to her frightened she took a step back inches apart from kissing the elevator doors closed and began going down. "My place." Kyhe said to her just as he caught his breath and she marrow her eyebrows at him. “What?” Jhonia asked if her voice was as low as if she was miles away.

The crowd automatically parted for him, his presence too dominating and overbearing to be overlooked. He ascended the stairs and walked down the hallway before coming to stand before a door with ‘057’ carved on it in golden, cursive handwriting. Not bothering to knock, he pushed open the door and it banged against the wall, alerting the ones behind it. He slowly walked into the room with his hands dipped into his pocket. The man who has his head buried between a lady's thighs lifted his head, his tongue peeking out to lick her fluids while the lady, Elora hurriedly picked a shirt to cover her exposed chest.

After all it is a private elevator specifically only for the Bodega wing so unless her mother has decided to come out for fresh air, nobody will be trying to use it. She gasps, her mouth parts. That’s my invitation to lower my lips to hers and slide my tongue along her bottom lip and pull on it softly with my teeth. “Dante,” she breathes out but I can see the quick turning arousal in her already hooded eyes. “Kenna you are so fucking beautiful. All I could think about during our meal was fucking you in the elevator. Have you had elevator sex before?” “No, never, this is the first.”

“Mine either, but who said we can’t have a little foreplay?” He asked with an arched eyebrow. My smile turned into a smirk before I used my body to push his back against the elevator wall. I knew it wouldn’t take long to reach the ground floor, but we had enough time to kiss some more first. He smiled and waggled his eyebrows at me causing me to fully smile. I didn’t give him a chance to say anything else when I pressed my lips against his sweetly. He closed his eyes and returned the kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss turned from sweet to passionate in a matter of seconds as he swiped my lower lip with his tongue. I parted my lips to give him access to my mouth and let out a

“Relax Henry, it’s just a fourteen hours flight. The time zone difference is not that crazy, besides we are not dating and don’t have the crazy need to see each other often. You’ll be fine.” Her last two statements broke his heart but he said nothing. Henry has been crazy about Sam since sophomore year but he settled on being her friend instead of losing her at all. Instead he moved closer to her and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her on her cheek. “You are so cheesy Henry, I am thirsty.” Sam laughed as she brought out a little pack of orange juice and popped it open. “Sometimes I might think that you are in love with me.” Henry laughed awkwardly and waved it off.

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

"Call me Charles." Ugh! Hannah shivered and got goosebumps all over her body. Come on! Mr. CEO! The cheesy romance era has long passed! "Bang!" the lift stopped at one floor, Hannah Snow had had enough. She rushed out of the elevator at the fastest speed, preferring to take the stairs rather than witnessing this nauseating man acting so tenderly. She felt so disgusting. The elevator door closed again, and the man inside withdrew his gaze from where she had left. He held the little woman's face in his hands and gave her a deep kiss...

Something in Henry snapped. He turned around, closed the distance in two short steps, and grabbed the back of Daniel’s wet neck. Water slicked his fingers immediately. He crashed their mouths together in a hard, open kiss that tasted of steam and the leftover tension from the kitchen. Daniel made a low sound of surprise that turned into clear approval almost at once. His wet hands settled on Henry’s waist and pulled him closer until damp skin pressed against dry clothes. Henry broke the kiss just long enough to speak against Daniel’s mouth, voice low and strained.