Kiss Hard Novels & Stories

She's confused, doesn't really understand how to be in a relationship. I propel her backwards to the bed, then shove her down, my weight pinning her as I kiss her again, tongue in her mouth, assaulting her lips until neither of us can breathe. Then I do it again. Nothing gentle or subtle. No lover's nips, no gentleness. I'm hard and needy and savage as I sit up on top of her, straddle her as I drag my shirt over my head and throw it to the floor. Then I grip the T-shirt she's wearing and rip it open. No bra to impede me and I slide down on her, drop my head between the hollow of her breasts, inhaling her before I take a nipple in my mouth, suck it until she's gasping, while I twist her other

I called her name and even though I was already sure that it was her the way her eyes widened in reaction. "Chase..." She called me back. The passion in the room had sizzled away and in it's place was this body gripping fury as I grabbed one of her breast and squeezed it and as she winced I gave her a kiss but with the way I smatched our lips together. Before we were going to make love...now all my body just wanted was to f**k my partner downstairs had built up so much tension that if I didn't do anything about it I was bound to lose my mind.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

I leaned down, bringing my lips to her breast, sucking softly on her right nipple while my other hand squeezed the left one. "Yes... just like that," she gasped, fingers curling into my hair. I stopped, pulled back for a second—but before I could even catch my breath, she grabbed my face and kissed me hard. At first I froze—then my body reacted on its own. I kissed her back. Her lips were soft, tasted faintly of vanilla. The kiss deepened fast, frantic, as if we both knew this was spiraling out of control. Her hands slipped down, tugging my trousers down until I was left in my panties. Without breaking the kiss, her fingers found my clit through the fabric. I gasped against her mouth.

Hard. “You’re too young.” “I’m legal.” “You’re not experienced.” “I am now.” His jaw clenched. His knuckles went white around the glass. “I’m not gentle.” “I don’t want gentle.” He dropped the glass on the counter. Stepped forward and grabbed her chin. “You think you know what this is?” “I know I liked it.” He kissed her. Hard. Not slow. Not sweet. Just heat and tongue and teeth. She melted. He shoved her back onto the couch and crawled over her, yanking her dress up, fingers already working between her thighs.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

Tonight was no different. After his speech came the kisses. He kissed every bruise, looking utterly miserable. “A kiss for every bruise,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “Baby, I want you. You know I’ve got the hots for you, and I can never get it up for anyone else.” What did I do? I went through the motions, groaning in pain while he mistook it for pleasure.

“All of you. Hard and fast and now.” A growl rumbles in my chest, and I capture his lips in a bruising kiss. “As you wish,” I murmur against his mouth, before giving in. I snap my hips forward, burying myself deep inside Kade. He cries out, back arching off the bed. I set a punishing pace, giving him exactly what he asked for, hard and fast. Kade’s nails rake down my back, no doubt leaving angry red trails in their wake. The sting only spurs me on, driving me to thrust harder, deeper.

Still smelling of forest and run. I crushed my mouth to hers. It was no soft kiss. It was Hard and Hungry. Teeth clashing. Tongue forcing in deep. She kissed back just as rough. Bit my bottom lip. Hard. Blood bloomed. It's taste was sharp and metallic. I growled into her mouth. My hands were everywhere. Grabbed her breasts. Squeezed rough. Thumbs flicked over her nipples. I Pinched and twisted. She arched off the ground. Moaned loud into my mouth.

I explain. As I said a kiss is not that hard. It's simple and I consider it one of the best weapons to lure and manipulate a man, especially in my job. But then, giving Sain a kiss is different. It is harder than pulling the trigger of a gun for the first time. "I see, so that's the case" he nodded and look away as he casually runs his fingers through his hair. His usual expression takes over his face but then later on his sheepish smile returns as he returns his gaze at me. I didn't say anything and just keep my straight face thinking about what should I do. There's no way I can escape this.