Kissed Against A Wall นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You want it bad, don’t you?” I don’t answer with words. Instead I bite his lower lip, tug gently, then soothe it with my tongue. His grip tightens everywhere, breast, ass, face, and the kiss turns messy. He gently lifts me up and walk towards the wall . He presses me firmly against the cool, smooth surface of the wall, my back hitting it with a soft thud.

Her eyes were wide as she pulled away from the kiss, brows furrowed in a mix of curiosity and fear. “Shhh.” he hushed against her lips. His mouth clashed against her again as he carried her backward until her back hit the cold wall with a soft thud. Rosa tightened her legs around his torso. Her skirt was struggling to stay in place. Rosa’s hand trembled, reaching up to hide her burning cheeks but Killian caught it mid-air, pinning it firmly against the wall. His grip tightened around her slender waist, pulling her flush against him. A soft desperate whimper slipped from her throat. He is always so rough, so demanding.

I purred and brushed my lips against his. His lips were warm and soft. Our bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall. Breathing heavily as our lips pressed together, I fisted the fabric of his shirt with my hands and held onto him while his arms snaked up the length of my back, pulling me tight against him. I gasped when he twirled us around. I was now trapped against the wall while he gained dominance on the kiss as well as on my body. The cold concrete wall behind me couldn’t fight against the heat crawling over me. Ryder sucked on my lower lip before biting it slowly. I squeezed my legs together when I felt a warm sensation pooled in between my legs.

A very rough and ardent kiss…. Manik pushed her hard into the wall as he continued kissing her. Her back was touching the wall with his stiff chest pressed against her soft front part. He let out a deep, low groan against her mouth. Though his lips were soft but his well trimmed beard, rubbing against her soft skin felt rough. The contrasting sensations caused a whirlwind of feelings to stir up inside Nandini.

His kiss had awakened a deep need, and my body was responding without letting my brain get a say in things. Without thinking, I put my hand on the back of his neck and pressed my mouth into his. He didn't hesitate, kissing me back with a need that matched my own. He pushed me up against the wall. Our tongues interlocked as we found the valve for the sexual tension that had been building between the two of us for the past two years. My body responded to his every touch with a fervor I couldn't contain. Didn't want to contain. I wanted it to consume us both.

He held me up with his powerful arms, putting me in the perfect position to continue our fun. As he slid into me again, I reached forward and grabbed a handful of his hair. Then I pulled his face toward mine. We kissed, both of us moaning softly as our tongues danced. He held me against the wall and I used my legs to draw him into me, pulling his body against mine. The deep pleasure returned as he filled me up again. With my back pressed against the wall and my hands over his muscular shoulders, he began to pound into me. Droplets of water landed on his shoulders, and I watched as they slid forward, making their way downward across his chest and into the creases between his washboard abs. Me

he asked, his voice thick with desire. "Are you going to invite me in?" she asked, her voice soft, almost innocent. Adam stepped to the side to allow her room to come in. He grabbed her hips and pushed her hard against the wall as she passed. Gracia moaned as his lips landed on hers in a challenging and punishing kiss. His hands reached behind her and grabbed her bare ass cheeks, squeezing them hard as he pulled her against him. She could feel his hard length pressed against her stomach. She pushed her fingers into his hair, pulling gently as he gripped her thighs and lifted her quickly, pinning her to the wall as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

I touch my lips, which she touched only lightly with hers, and turn back after her, but she's gone, lost somewhere in the pool of bodies in the cub. "Hey, babe. “The guy behind me says, “Are you going in, or we'll stay here making out all night?" "Uh...yeah. I'm going" I stutter and get in. * * * "All cool?" Aaron asks me when I get back to them. "Yes, I think so." "What happened?" Nathan pulls me and looks around; he seems almost angry. "No, nothing happened. A girl kissed me in the restroom." He squeezes my hand and turns very, very serious "Okay. Did you like it?"

Her glasses captured every angle, transmitting live feeds to Naina. Gasps rippled through the nearby guests. Cameras flashed. A journalist’s lens caught the moment — Ryan Wills, the young actor, and Chris Hopkins, the Hollywood icon. The camera flashes, or the crowd didn't bother them Ryan pinned Chris against the wall, kissing him again, desperate, reckless. Chris responded hesitantly, his hands gripping Ryan’s arms. The embrace was heated, scandalous, undeniable.

But Kendra grabbed her and made her face her. "Where do you think you're going?" Kendra hissed, her eyes dark, and then pushed her to the wall. As soon as her back hits the wall, it gave in and crumbled. Kara fell back and she was supposed to be buried in debris but she felt like falling, and falling deeper, into the darkness. And then everything finally went dark.