Kiss Against A Wall Novels & Stories

(Brielle’s POV) It was a toe-curling kiss, wanting me to curse myself for forgetting why I was here in the first place. He was so good at devouring my mouth that I wanted him to have the title for being such a good kisser. I moaned, hardly feeling the hard concrete wall of the bar when he pinned my back to it, and perhaps after a little more of this, I would probably pull off my dress to feel the skin of his hand on top of my clothes, cupping my brassiere.

I keep walking, my feet stepping on stones, on branches, and everything there is on the bottom, and soon, I’m right behind him. I wrap my hands around his torso and lean my forehead on his back. It’s quiet, the only sound is the wind touching the water and our breathing. “You're a fucking liar, McDavid. “I whisper, “It's damn cold. “ “Yeah?” He says and still doesn't move. I stand on my toes, my feet digging in the mud on the bottom. “Yes,” I say quietly and kiss his neck. And then Kyle turns around, confusion is written all over his face.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

Vincenzo gripped his chin and pulled him towards him, causing Wade to wince. "Vincenzo, you motherfucker-" A hot searing kiss ensued between the two men, with Vincenzo taking the lead, kissing up and swallowing whatever vulgar curse Wade threw at him, their tongues fighting for dominance. Very soon, Wade couldn't resist, his sanity thrown into a trashcan called pleasure as he let Vincenzo pressed him up against the wall, the bulge in his pants swelling more and more. Wade's cock throbbed in the confines of his pants, begging to be released and touched.

Just us. Kael pushed me gently against the wall, his body pressing close. Our mouths met in a deep kiss. It started slow and warm, lips sliding together, but quickly grew hungrier. I grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him tighter against me. He cupped my face with one hand while the other gripped my waist, fingers digging in just enough to make me shiver.

I look around and notice the other woman shaking with fear. "Turn and face the wall" he barks at the cowering woman. He let's out a sigh. Lifting me up, my legs wrap around his waist on instinct. He pins me against the wall and our lips collide. My hands slide down his shirt. I was too lost in him to notice, my nails turned to claws. His shirt lay beneath us in shreds. I grind myself against his hard length. He grins against my lips and slams himself inside me with such force, the stone wall behind me cracks,.

The greedy girl swallows it all. - I missed you a lot today. - Me too, I missed your hot pussy a lot. I saw a scene in a movie once, I'm going to try it and see if I can. She strokes my member, making it stand to attention. It doesn't take long to obey. I lift her up, we face each other. I lift one of her legs and place it on the wall, as if doing the splits against the wall. Her pussy is wide open for me. I enter her without hesitation.

The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger. Florence didn't dare retaliate. She stood there, pointing toward the neighbors while raising her voice again. "Look, everyone! Look at this vile woman! She's a lunatic! Chester was cursed the day he married her! He lost his life because of her!" I ruffled my hair to make myself look even more disheveled. Then I grabbed her arm and shoved her out the door. Dropping the knife, I followed her outside and fell to my knees at the doorstep in a sudden motion. I then began wailing as I clung tightly to her legs with both hands.

Fucked in 4D with surround sound. I lost my first kiss to some golden-eyed psycho who kissed me like he was conducting a science experiment on my soul. Then, as if the universe wanted to spit on me personally, another asshole pinned me to a wall and kissed me like he was claiming property. Two kisses. Two strangers. Zero consent. Zero peace. And my roommates? That crazy yet nice River looked at me with fear in his eye and warmed me about the first psycho that kissed me. “Stay away and always keep your eye down.”

He pushed me against the wall, and I felt a slight pain cut through me as my back hit the wall. This time, his kiss was more desperate and passionate. His tongue glided in my mouth, deepening the kiss and tasting every inch of my mouth. It was the kind of kiss that made me feel like I was soaring. I pressed my body against him, wanting to feel every inch of him. With each passing moment, the intensity of the kiss grew until I was utterly lost in his arms.