Trapped In Your Kiss Novels & Stories

“Just like you have to believe that we are now actually married.” I giggled, nodding. “You’re right. Now I’m stuck.” “You’re trapped forever,” he whispered hoarsely, bringing me closer as he leaned in to kiss me. His lips were warm and familiar, and the way he kissed me, slow and deep, made me forget everything but him.

When they arrived in front of the company lobby, Bintang prepared to get out, but Langit held her arm and stopped her from leaving the car. “What is it?” Bintang asked in confusion. “There’s something on your cheek,” Langit replied, looking at her cheek. Bintang was startled and was about to wipe whatever was on her cheek, but Langit stopped her hand. “Wait, let me clean it,” he said. Bintang complied, even tilting her cheek toward Langit so he could remove whatever was there. Langit held back a smile as he saw how easily Bintang trusted him. In truth, it was just one of Langit’s mischievous acts to take advantage of the situation. He leaned in quickly and kissed Bintang’s cheek, making her

I whispered. As I turned to leave, Blaze’s hands shot out, grasping my wrist with an urgency that halted me in my tracks. “ Katie, wait,” he pleaded, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and desperation. In a single swift movement, his lips captured mine in a fierce and passionate kiss. At that moment, all thoughts fled from my mind, consumed by the intensity of our shared desire.

"Are you ready to be enslaved? Yes!" "Leave now! Get away from them! Jump out of that car!" "Calista! Listen to me! Calista!" "No!" Calista screamed as she covered her ears, the scream managed to startle them again, and Eros hit the brakes hard. "Crazy! You want us all dead, Eros!" cursed Damon irritably. "I'm surprised! What's with that girl!" Aresh was not in the mood for this, hoping to reach their base camp soon so he could rest. However, the girl was causing trouble again.

My toes curled inside my shoes as I found my arms snaking around his neck, clinging to him. “Damn, Isabella…” He whispered against my mouth as he kissed me like a hungry animal. His kisses were wet, loud, and needy. “You are so doomed, baby. You awakened me again. You’re so fcking sweet and addicting.” I feel like I’m already trapped in his world. He trapped me the moment he tasted my lips again. But I liked it. I liked being trapped in his arms like this.

She just stared at him and he realized, a little too late, that that fucking filter wasn’t in place again and he just shared something that was rather huge to him. And before he could stop her, she pushed against the end of the couch, cupped his cheeks, and pressed her lips against his in one hell of a kiss. He quickly forgot everything as his arms wrapped around her waist while his tongue found hers. God damn, he felt this straight to his dick and to fight that from getting hard. She quickly shifted to climb more on his lap, but a quick ding from her cell phone, a notification of a text, dosed both of their flames and she pulled back, her eyes wide.

Tristan I grabbed her without warning, dragging her back onto my lap, and before she could spit out another insult, I crashed my mouth onto hers. She froze. I mean completely froze as her body went rigid in my arms, breath caught in her throat. I didn’t stop what I started, instead, I deepened the kiss, my mouth rough against hers, demanding, relentless. I slid my tongue along her lips, tasting her shock and her anger and it only made me want more.

"Mom, I love you! Come back soon, okay? We'll go to the amusement park and surprise Dad." ... The car scraped against the guardrail with a loud bang. My heart pounded, but I did not stop to check the damage. My speed did not decrease. My phone rang again, and it was Charles. I answered, my voice trembling, "Charles, where are you? Where's Sally?" "She's in the car!" he snapped. "Why are you tracking me? What's the big deal?" "Charles, listen to me. You need to get her out now!" I pleaded.

Then, I could kiss my sweet little darling. "I like you so much, babe." Feeling pleased, I read his messages before taking a sexier photo with my towel slightly loosened. "Do you like it?" Howard's answer was exactly as I expected. He'd grab me right now if he could. "You're so naughty, honey. Don't seduce me anymore." I felt satisfied. In a cutesy voice, I blew a kiss to him in a voice message. Then, I typed out a question that had long since been in my mind.

Thirst Trap lets out a low guttural groan as he releases down my throat. It seems I gave him the best service of his life because his legs began to spasm, and he looked spent. He slides out of my mouth, and his limp dick falls flat on his balls. He cups my cheeks, leans forward, and kisses the top of my head. It is no longer about need, but something deeper.