A Touch Of Amour Novels & Stories

A slow, filthy drag of his tongue from her entrance to her clit—warm, deliberate. “Fuck,” I gasped, hips jerking against the ribbon. He groaned into me, low and rough, and the sound sent a jolt straight through my clit. His tongue circled, flicked, pressed. My thighs shook, breath catching as he teased the edge of orgasm with maddening ease. But then I felt her. A second body moved—softer, smoother, sin made flesh. Her scent—jasmine and wine—clouded my senses. She leaned down and kissed me—soft lips, full and demanding, tasting of wine and something darker. Her tongue slid into my mouth and I melted beneath her, moaning against her kiss as his tongue never stopped working below.She kissed w

He pressed his fingers against mine, urging me to move them over my slick folds—controlling my touch without ever making contact himself. A breathy moan escaped me. I was dripping, just like Anna had described, my fingers rolling over my clit in slow, purposeful circles under his guidance. He broke the kiss, watching me, his gaze dark and unreadable. My breathing was ragged, my body trembling. Then he picked up my other hand and slid it beneath my top, pressing it against my right breast. His thumb grazed over my hardened nipple, teasing it between his fingers—never fully cupping me, just coaxing more pleasure from my body with the barest contact.

She closed her eyes and leaned in to feel more of my touch. "I think she loves you already since she has been craving to meet you," Hazel told me through the mind link and I felt the happiness in her voice. "I love Amelia already.She's such a cute wolf,not stubborn like you."Hazel groaned in my heard when she heard my words and I chuckled. "I would like her to meet Liam."Hazel demanded.I planted a gentle kiss on the top of Amelia's nose and patted her head. I stepped back and removed my clothes then shifted into my wolf and I saw the disbelief in Amelia's eyes.

It wasn't long before her father was pulling her to the dance floor and then, he was handing her to Autin. Ed Sheeran's Perfect came through the speakers. The newlyweds swayed to the sound. Austin pulled in and wrapped his arm around her. Hannah forced a smile on her face when her gaze landed on her mom who had teary eyes. Then Austin was pulling away from her. He placed a quick kiss on her lips and Hannah wrinkled her face. "Can you stop acting as though you're repulsed at the thought of being with me?" Austin Jenkins leaned in and whispered in her ears, then he pulled back and flashed her a smile. To any other person, it seemed like a romantic gesture.

“If that’s what you want… then that’s what you’d get baby, baby” “Kiss me Pierre”, Elo whispered and dropped the perfume on the bed. The weather was cooler, and evening was fast approaching. This I could tell from the second window which faced the road, a large football field and the blue sky. I kissed Elo softly and slowly, while she kept rubbing her body on me seductively. She soon stretched her hand and changed the song that was playing on her mobile phone. A minute later, while Bed by J. Halliday was playing on Elo’s mobile phone, Elo took my right hand and stroked her belly with it. Next, she brought it down to her smooth shaven crotch. At that point, I tried to think of what to do, per

“Yes… You can touch me again.” He peeks at my lip playfully after hearing my response, and I almost want to smile because it feels like I’ve overcome a difficult obstacle. All this made me breathless like I’ve run a marathon. Is this how you should feel when having sex with someone you love? Everything Elliot has done so far has no words that I can describe, and it might not even make sense if I tried, but all of this is just the beginning. I want him, and he wants me. It sounds so childish, but it gives me these butterflies in my stomach, and I know he feels the same way. He’s touched every inch of me because going further and it would be odd for others if they heard that it was the best fe

Ami undid her lace bra as she was eager for Eero to touch and kiss her breast as she never had a guy touch her like that. Eero took a moment to admire her bare skin with the sunset on her body. His eyes on Ami made her blush a little, she felt so exposed. Ami reached for the rum and took a sip for real as she felt she needed a confidence booster. She giggles a little as she spilled some of the rum on her. Eero licked up the rum from her chest, tracing his tongue to her nipple. As soon as her nipple was in his mouth, Ami felt a jolt all the way down to her lady part. Ami could feel Eero grow even bigger against her leg where his manhood was pressing.

Then, I asked myself if how does it feel like kissing, especially kissing a girl you like. Well, maybe that question or even imagination would remain imagination for the rest of my life. Because apart from the extreme introversion I was suffering to, I also had this condition that when a girl touches me, I faint. It sounded funny right? Yeah, I could not blame you, me too, I found it so absurd that when someone touches me, it makes me weak, reason why I won’t allow my mother to visit me on my room as well. Though we talk, but I made sure that we’re far from each other.

“I know you’d rather die than surrender. I know your pride’s bigger than this house. I know you fight like a woman who’s been disappointed too many times. And I know that right now, you’re wondering what I’d feel like if I kissed you.” She swallowed hard, unable to move. Her breathing hitched. “You think pretty words and money make you irresistible?” “No,” he said. “I think the heat between us already answered that question.” He reached out, fingertips grazing her jaw—not grabbing, not forcing, just touching, barely, like a promise. And her body betrayed her with a soft gasp, her skin lighting up under his touch like a struck match. But then she pulled back. Fast. Like a snap. “Get out,” she

He proves to me that he can wait for us, that he loves me dearly. I was drowned in his touch and I won't be able to escape from his playful haptic, well, I don't want to escape either. THE END