A Touch Of Amour Novels & Stories

“I love touching you… so much…” Damiano blinked his eyes back open, and his nostrils flared as he rested his forehead against Thea’s. He put his hands on the wall over her head and pushed his knee between her legs. “Amore mio…” he murmured, his gaze moving over her face as sexual heat leaped between them. “Yeah…”

“Don’t worry about me Love, I’ve seen it several times. But can you handle it?” His fingers skimmed the back of her hand. He loved to touch her in many different contexts. A touch to bring pleasure, or a touch to bring comfort. Amber wasn’t used to being touched so much, at least in this manner, but she liked it. It made her heart beat faster and love him fiercer. “I can. And I will. I got this babe.” He smiled, “Then by all means proceed.”

Candle light flames swayed in the open air, adding a sensual atmosphere to the room. The male arm extended, gently his hand came into contact with her right cheek. With his gaze fixed on hers, he parted his lips, moving his hand down until it was on her shoulder covered robe. As he trailed down with a feather like touch, a stream of tingles erupted on Tamara's skin. Her heart thumped at the feeling of her mate's touch, awakening the flames that had since subsided.

He didn't want anybody touching his mate either sexually or just normally, he didn't want any hands on her. "Yeah he has." Aurora said, making him frown. "He has?" Damien asked. Anger coursed through his skin as he imagined his filthy hands on her, touching her in a way only he would love to touch her. "Yeah, my arms, my hands, my cheeks, my hair. So yeah" Aurora said, not understanding what Damien meant by "touched". She was really a Naive Auburndale girl, she didn't know so much and didn't even bother as ignorance they say is bliss.

My whining turned into a grunt as I felt him licking and sucking on my breast while one of his hands massaged my other breast. "I miss fucking you, Leah!" Amoux groaned. I could feel the swelling in his middle, so I felt even hotter. Why can't I resist his touches? I love him so much that just his little kiss and caress makes me feel hot. 'Amoux is ours, Leah! We own him,' To my surprise, Amoux quickly took off my clothes. There was a rush in his demeanor, as if someone was going to disturb us. "Ohhhh! Amoux," I moaned as he caressed my middle.

"The owner of that suitcase was killed by you, and you still won't admit it?" "No!" Vanessa snapped immediately. "Stop making things up! How could that ugly, filthy old woman possibly be Declan's mother? His mother would be graceful and gentle. She'd be beautiful enough to rival the Moon Goddess herself. "That disgusting old wolf was nothing but some lowly stray. Selena, you obviously sent her to sabotage me and frame me." I shook my head and laughed softly. "No…" The broken sound came from Declan. He moved like a puppet with its strings cut, staggering toward the suitcase one step at a time. Then he bent down and picked up a thorn brooch set with moonstone.

I had never been kissed by a man before but I returned his kiss. We finally broke and his icy blue eyes stared right into mine. "What is your name?" "Luca, my lord." "Luca," Lord Kael said, as his fingers slipped into my pants. "I was filled with jealousy while you kissed that slave girl. Therefore, you will become my favorite companion and please me in ways that no one else can."

Emotion swelled in his gaze—protectiveness laced with his own doubts. 'It's too much,' I whispered, leaning into him, the heat of his body chasing the chill. 'If I'm his daughter, what does that make us? Enemies?' Tears pricked, but lust overrode it, my hips shifting restlessly. 'The venom... it burns. Please, Thorne. Touch me.'

She wanted him badly too No Touching .... ,, Taapur said these two words that made him to frowned deeply but spoke not a word . She walked over to him , her hands shake a little Abhimanyu grabbed her and safely put her on the bed . After her accident , he was too careful with her physical . Even getting intimate with extra carefulness simply because he didn't wanted to hurt her or reopened her healed wounds Your Dark eyes , Dominate Touches , Dangerous gazes , and Silent but deep actions Always wavered my tangerine world ..... ,, Taapur's eyes never left his intense eyes .