Trapped In Your Kiss Novels & Stories

Tenths. They came closer, more closer, most closer and... one jumped with a speed of an eagle extending his jaw to catch her. That's when she felt being wrapped in huge arms which seized and forced her to jump over the cliff. "Don't worry! I'm taking you into an abyss where only peace and happiness flows." The man said, his voice sounding more romantic and promising to her. "Rejoice because your story is about to reach a happily ever moment."

Her throat was dry and she could not think straight with all these jumbled emotions and feelings because of those deep stares from this stranger. She blinked slowly and her gaze followed him while he leisurely took time to descend into her place. Trapped... She was trapped and could not go anywhere. Trapped inside his deep gaze, which penetrated deep into her heart. It was just like prey trapped under the hunter. Unable to go anywhere and felt anxious if you made a tiny wrong move. He stood closer in front of her. Biding his time, until she felt like she could not take it anymore. During this fleeting moment that feels like an eternity, she saw him smirk, tilted his head, and asked her with

Sean that was driving me insane. The warmth, the sensation that ran deep, everything was new and infamous. I shared a kiss with a man and I liked it, if not more, I loved everything about that kiss and I wanted more. I I wanted to feel his lips touching every part of me. I jerked when I heard the sound of my phone ringing from my room. I instantly dried my hands and walked out, picking my phone from the little study table. I slide the answer button. "Jarvis?" "Yo! Man! Tristan! What's going on? I missed you, man. When are you returning, it's lonely in the room without you. How is it going with your sugar daddy, are you out from the closet yet"

“Would you mind coming with me to the park? I need to unwind after everything that has happened.” “Yeah, sure,” Aria answered. Before she could hang up, she heard a knock at the door. “Go answer your lover boy.” Sophia teased Aria and then hung up before she could say anything. When Aria reached the door, she took a deep breath and slowly opened it. Damien stood before her, his face expressionless as he stared at her. “What–” Before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her neck and forced a kiss. Aria was taken by surprise, but she could not let him go. Sophia may have been correct about good sex; perhaps it could actually be a good reason for her not leaving her boyfriend.

The uncertainty was suffocating me, and I couldn't let her go without uncovering the truth. I seized Taya, my hands wrapping around her waist as I crushed my lips to hers with a fierce hunger. She responded in kind, her mouth opening to mine as our tongues tangled in a passionate dance. The kiss deepened, becoming a maelstrom of sensation that threatened to consume us both. We melted into each other, our bodies swaying in perfect sync as the world around us dissolved into nothingness.

Trap I placed my hands on his shoulders to stand on tiptoe and kissed him. I did it delicately, surprising myself with how convincing I wanted to be with Nikolay, making him fall into my trap. He took me by the waist to deepen the kiss, and I felt like I was on cloud nine. I hadn't forgotten how skilled Nikolay was in these things. I just hoped I wouldn't regret this trap someday because if he found out, I would be dead without a chance to protest.

I couldn’t help but get lost in the moment, surrendering to the passion that had been building between us for a while. I had often fantasized about this, about being close to him in this way. But in reality, I was just a humble slave, and he was the alpha of a powerful pack, a leader among wolves. The divide between us seemed impossible to close, like the distance between the earth and the sky. Yet, here we were, our lips locked in a passionate kiss that seemed to last for an eternity. Tristan’s kiss was both tender and demanding, igniting a fire within me that I had never known. It was a forbidden desire, one that went beyond the boundaries of our respective realities.

“Kiss me.” “What?” “The vibe is depressing, Tristan. Kiss me.” I chuckled and leaned down to meet her lips with mine.

My husband's first love and I were kidnapped at the same time. As a professional negotiator, my husband rushed to the scene as soon as possible to save us. When the kidnappers agreed to release one hostage, he chose to let them keep me to protect her. I knelt on the ground, desperately begging him to save me first, but his face was expressionless. "Tammy is still a virgin. If she's raped, she won't be able to handle it. "You're different. You're already married to me. I won't hold it against you even if something happens to you."

Sara***** Max’s grip on me tightened, forcing me into his world where I had no say, no choice. The kiss lingered too long, long enough for the reporters to capture every agonizing moment. I felt trapped—not by him, but by the audience. By the need to make this public farce into something resembling reality. The cameras flashed as if they had the power to burn through the moments, capturing everything, even my helplessness.