Pinned Against Wall Kiss Novels & Stories

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

I was able to scratch his neck with my nails, but instead of letting me go, he grabbed my hands, pinned them against the wall over my head, and pressed his front against mine so that I had no space to move. I could feel his erection prodding against my core, and no matter how many times I told myself to kick him, I couldn’t. His hand gripped my jaw tightly before he stopped kissing me, but he didn’t pull away. His forehead rested on mine as he kept me pinned to the wall. “Maybe we can have a little fun before we decide what to do with this fucking bond that the Goddess surely did mess up…” He said in a hoarse voice, his peppermint breath fanning into my skin.

He grabbed the soap and quickly washed himself and finished washing me as well. He put one arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him and he leaned down and started kissing me. He turned me and pushed me up against the tiled wall, causing me to hiss at the sudden coldness on my back but that didn’t stop him. He grabbed both of my arms and pinned them up above my head and leaned down to kiss me again. He started kissing along my jawline, down to my mark that he sucked on and coaxed a moan out of me and he quickly turned me so I was facing the wall, but he still had my hand pinned above my head.

"Excuse me, Mr. Knight, I have to go to the kitchen. I am thirsty!" However, before I could walk past him, he had already grabbed both of my shoulders and pinned me against the wall. I was about to say something, but his lips hastily sealed mine into a harsh, punishing kiss. My eyes went wide at his sudden attack. My hands were suspended in the air, and as his kiss prolonged, it became softer, gentler, and passionate.

I think to myself as I slip my tongue into his and begin to kiss him so crazily like I am attempting to suck the living life out of him. Within a few moments, he slowly begins to succumb as his grip against my waist becomes so tight and he holds me sharply towards himself. "I am not expecting you to do this." He whispers against my lips as he pulls away for a brief moment. "But you are driving me crazy right now," he says once again, and within a few minutes, he pinned me against a nearby wall, kissing my lips and savoring it madly as if he couldn't get enough of me.

she said. "No," I agreed. "Oceans, I can't go in there with—" "Fuck." I cursed, "Not now, Kiss." I reached out, closed my hand around her wrist, pushed the door open, and pulled her through it in one motion. I pushed the door closed with a loud bang, and before she could register what was happening, I pinned her against the wall. "Don't tell me you're scared, Kiss," I closed the distance between us, standing so close to her it was so fucking addictive.

With a swift motion, he pinned me up against the wall, his arms encircling me as he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine in a tender yet urgent kiss. This time, his kiss deepened, a slow exploration that sent shivers down my spine. His tongue traced the seam of my lips, seeking entrance, and I parted them willingly, allowing him to deepen the kiss. His embrace tightened, pulling me closer as if he couldn't bear to let go. For a long moment, we were lost in each other, the world outside the bathroom door fading into insignificance.

"Punishment what is that?" Instead replying her, he pull her inside of the wall where no one can see them. He crash her lips in Hungry, her eyes wider in shock. He was sucking his lower lip slolwy while driving her crazy. their noses touching with each other, she grabs his collar with both hands and brought him more close their distance was zero now. Immediately she responded him, she starts kissing him back. He shoves her against the wall deeply, she locked him on her arms His hand slips under her dress cupping her ass with one hand..

I pulled him by the shirt hard, ripping a button in the process, and pushed him against the bedroom wall. He didn’t complain. On the contrary — he responded with the same intensity, gripping my waist tightly, pulling me into him. Our lips met like two broken promises trying to mend. The kiss was hot, impatient, relentless. I scratched his chest as I felt his breath quicken, his hands exploring my body like they needed to make sure I was still his. He spun me and pinned me against the wall. A frame fell with the impact and shattered on the floor. Neither of us cared.

The message was clear: he was carving out time for this moment, for her. After ending the call, he immediately captured both of her wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head against the wall. His other hand gripped her hip firmly as he pressed his entire body flush against hers, trapping her between him and the cold surface behind her. His mouth crashed onto hers in a passionate kiss.