And Hold Me In Your Arms Novels & Stories

I walked out, Sean stood at the kitchen cooking, I walked over to him, my arms wrapping around him, his arms, wrapping around me and as he did I began to cry. He lifted me up, carrying me out the kitchen back to the office, sitting on the chair, me straddling him, as I cried into his shoulder, his hand stroking my head. I finally stopped crying, my head lifting from his shoulder. "I can't not have you; no matter what, the thought of you never wrapping your arms around me scares me. I can't say things will be the same, but I don't want to hide from your touch." His hand cupped my chin, looking me in the eyes; his mouth kissed mine, gently, lovingly, his arms wrapping tighter, pulling me close

FAITH Warm, strong, steady arms wrapping around me, pulling me close, holding me tight. Blaze’s chest was solid, his heart beating steady and strong against mine. I sank into him, my body going limp, my hands clutching at his shirt, my face buried in his shoulder as the sobs wracked through me, violent and raw. He didn’t say anything. Didn’t try to stop me. Didn’t tell me to calm down or pull myself together. He just held me. His arms firm, his body warm, his presence grounding me, anchoring me, holding me together when I felt like I was falling apart.

I held her close, my arms wrapped firmly around her waist, inhaling the soft, familiar scent of her skin. She felt right in my arms, like she belonged there, and the thought of anyone else holding her made my chest tighten with possessiveness. "Call me anytime," I whispered into her ear, my voice thick with desire and need.

I feel myself breaking, let go as he wraps his arms around me pulling me into him. I wrap my arms around him holding on tight. Holding on to somebody who actually cares about me. Something I always dreamed of, but never thought would actually happen. I cry my heart out in his arms.

"She'll never love you like I loved you, baby She'll never touch you like I touched you, baby Could've held my heart inside your hands But you took that chance away Does she know you like I know you, baby? Does she hold you like I held you, baby? Could've held my heart inside your hands But you took that chance away

She starts playing on the guitar and smiles sweetly at her mum. I never thought that you would... be the one to hold my heart... But you came around and you... knocked me off the ground... from the start... you put your arms around me. and I believe that it's easier... for you to let me go... you put your arms around me... and I am home... Mrs. Bella's eyes were teary with tears threatening to fall, she never knew she could sing this beautiful and she sings the along as if she's the composer of the song...

His voice touched her soul as the tears of joy started streaming out of her eyes. THAT YOU ARE THE REASON, I DON'T WANT TO FIGHT NO MORE, I DON'T WANT TO HIDE NO MORE, I DON'T WANT TO CRY NO MORE, COME BACK. I NEED YOU TO HOLD ME. (YOU ARE THE REASON) A LITTLE CLOSER NOW, JUST A LITTLE CLOSER NOW, COME A LITTLE CLOSER, I NEED YOU TO HOLD ME TONIGHT. I'D CLIMB EVERY MOUNTAIN,

I want to run; I want to freeze; I want to cover my body in a thick blanket. I lean forward to bend over my knees when a vice-like grip on my body commands my attention. Peeking up, I see hands on my shoulders. Big-knuckled man hands - more specifically, Tristan's hands, on my shoulders. Crouching down, his face only inches from mine and he is focusing those whiskey eyes right on me. Warmth rushes into my body so quickly it becomes overwhelming. "Look at me. Just focus on me," he says gently, calmly, as he holds me so tenderly. "Breathe."

Just listened to the sound of his heartbeat, partly because of me… partly because of the demons he couldn’t shake. Even in his arms, I could feel his mind drifting. But he held me tight—gentle, yet firm—like someone who didn’t want to lose what mattered most. So I stayed. Quietly. Calmly. Letting him hold me like something precious and irreplaceable. The lyrics of the song played softly in the background: *“If I could hold the moonlight still, And pause the ache the night might spill, I’d give the stars just one request—

"I told myself not to want this. But here you're knowing exactly how to make me feel seen." "Hold tight onto me, my lady else you fall." I grab her waist, pulling her quickly to me, her tits bounce against my chest as she gasps and place one hand on my back and link the other hand in mine to steady herself. Our feet and body moves in perfect unison with the beat.