Romans & histoires And Hold Me In Your Arms

"But I never thought I'd actually hear them." Dominic pulled her closer, breathing in the faint scent of hospital antiseptic mingled with her vanilla shampoo. The solid weight of her against him felt right in a way he couldn't articulate. Three years of holding back, of maintaining careful distance, and now she was here in his arms where she belonged. "I should get that contract," he murmured into her hair. Ericka leaned back, eyebrows raised. "Now?" "Yes, now." Dominic reluctantly disentangled himself from her and stood. "Stay here. I'll be right back."

he pulled me into his chest. “Are right where you are meant to be.” A warm wave of comfort and tingles ran through the pit of my stomach. Right where I am supposed to be. His arm snaked around my waist, holding my pelvis against his hip as his other hand held my left hand out in front of us. “Relax your hand and arm.” He said softly. How am I supposed to do anything with you this close to me? I did my best to relax my limbs so that my legs won't just turn into jelly.

Tears dropped from my eyes, and my lips trembled with one last whisoered desire. “I don’t want to die…” Just then, I heard footsteps.They were getting closer and I could feel the vibrations in the ground. “Help…” I croaked out with effort. It came out broken. I tried again. “Please…” There were more footsteps and then a sudden quiet. Had I been abandoned? Did they not hear me? Just when I was already losing hope, strong arms scooped me up in a princess carry. I was pressed against a broad, warm chest, the scent of pine, smoke, and something wild and electric wrapped around me.

I intentionally asked with taste of tease. "Ouch." He acted. "Can you sing again? Just finish the song." "Okay." I answered. If you want me to stay Then I will stay Hold my arms so tight Never lose me I love you But if you want to let go I'm not gonna hold But I'll wish you A great goodbye Just remember my name A girl whose with you She you feel so down And when earth falls on you Don't forget how I touch For you won't feel again And the way that I kiss

I didn’t really expect him to sing with me but here we are. Oh, I've been shaking I love it when you go crazy You take all my inhibitions Baby, there's nothing holdin' me back You take me places that tear up my reputation Manipulate my decisions Baby, there's nothing holdin' me back There's nothing holdin' me back

“mmmm….oooh….In your arms…I can still feel the way you want me when you hold me….I can still hear the words you whispered when you told me…I can stay right here forever in your arms…and there ain’t way I’m letting you go now…and there ain’t no way and there ain’t no how…I’ll never see that daaaay…’cause I’m keeping you forever and for always…we will be together all of our days…wanna wake up every morning to your sweet face…always…” She danced around the kitchen as she cooked and sang “….mmm…baby….In your heart…I can still hear a beat for every time you kiss me….and when we’re apart I know how much you miss me…I can feel your love for me in your heart…and there ain’t no way I’m letting you go

But most of all, I'm happy in his arms again I just wish I could stay there forever. #

“Yes.” He steps closer, still careful, still restrained then stops. His hands hover like he’s fighting the urge to pull me into him. I look up at him and whisper, “Hold me.” Dawson’s breath catches. Then his arms come around me tight, controlled, shaking with the effort of being gentle. He holds me like he’s holding back the dark with his ribs. “I’ve got you,” he murmurs into my hair. “I’ve got you.” I close my eyes and let myself lean into the truth for one small second: I am not alone.

"I really need to hold you. I'm dying inside right now, and I need you." I watch as she slowly makes her way to my side. I can tell she's scared of me. I don't want to scare her, but I really need to hold her. I need her to ground me and keep me together. I pull her into my arms. I can feel her trembling beneath my touch. "Shh, Baby Girl. I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise," I whisper into her ear. Holding her in my arms feels so damn good. Never in my life has anyone felt this good. And all I'm doing is holding her to me. The lust is still there, but for the moment it is tempered by her own vulnerable emotions.

However, all he did was wiped the tears away and kiss me. I struggled in his arms, but it was no use. His hold was too firm, and I was still weak from what he put me through. He pulled and tugged at my lips, but I wouldn't allow him entrance. Using his hands, he grabbed my ass and lifted me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist for support. He bit down on my lips, harder and still. I refused to open up for him.