Books On Intimacy Novels & Stories

“It’s not even that we feel like we need another person in our bond. I mean, we’re enough for each other….But there’s this feeling that there is another person that’s supposed to be there. Almost like a phantom limb.” We’re quiet for a second before Arya says. “Well, you wouldn’t be able to do the sex part. But if you’re looking for a male presence in the bedroom and some cuddling, you could always try Impulse.” Kennedy’s eyes go even wider than before and Amelia nearly screams “The sex club?!” Arya rolls her eyes. “It’s an intimacy club. Yes, sex happens there. But it doesn’t have to. It can be about cuddling, sensation, or causal interactions. It doesn’t have to be about you havin

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Sex with Luca just felt too good, a perfect blend of lust and love, passion and intimacy. He stretched me open, filling me completely, but he didn't move yet. Not yet. He was breathing heavily, savoring the feeling of being inside me, of our bodies joined together in a perfect union. He lingered there for a moment, his muscles taut with restraint, before he finally decided to move, thrusting deep inside me, and I gasped, my body arching up to meet his.

There was plenty of that. But where sex was easy for Finn, intimacy was not. He had never let himself get close to a woman for fear of reliving the nightmare that was the aftermath of Chantel. His uncle had helped. He had shared his bachelor wisdom with Finn, teaching him the subtle art of the pick-up. His uncle even kept a playbook of sorts, although he would never call it that. To Frankie, it was his journal where he recorded every memorable hook-up he had experienced. Frankie didn’t know Finn had found the book, not that his uncle would have cared. But that book had helped Finn navigate his broken heart and embark on a life that any playboy would be proud of. But none of it had ever inclu

He asked me. I shook my head, still nibbling on my lower lip and holding onto my hands to will them to stop trembling. “What about intimacy?” Tyler asked, staring between the two of us again. “We already said no sex,” I reminded him. He nodded. “Yes, but there are other ways of intimacy other than sex,” he told me. “Kissing… hand holding… hugging… that’s all intimate actions.” My cheeks flushed at what he was saying. I opened my mouth to say something, but Kade cut me off before I could get the chance.

I'm nervous in a way that I haven't been nervous in years. This book feels more vulnerable than the others. The first book was testimony. The second book was about healing. But this book is about my marriage. This book is about Dominic and me and the specific work that we've done. This book is me saying to the world: This is what real love looks like. The first reading is in New York. The bookstore is packed. More people than I expected. People who've read my other books. People who've heard about the foundation. People who are curious about what comes after survival and transformation.

I tell her, pulling a book from the shelf. "That's okay," she says with a slight chuckle. "I'm still trying to be the single orgasmic woman." "Okaaaay," I say slowly, wondering if she expects me to comment on that. "There are different types of books depending on whether it's for you or your partner," I explain, noticing her wedding band for the first time. "For your partner, I have a popular one called She Comes First: The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman."

He leaned closer to me after I had my seat, his words low as he whispered. “What?” I did a double take, my cheeks hot as I furrowed my brows. “You seem like the type.” He chuckled, leaning back in his seat. “What type?” I pressed my lips together, not exactly liking how he’d said it. “To attach love to intimacy.” He pointed out, his smirk growing in amusement. “Is that such a bad thing?” My brows formed a knot as I asked. Was it even worth asking? I mean, wasn’t it supposed to be normal?

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Although the idea of staying in a different room away from my husband was unclear to me, my room was exceptionally beautiful. “You haven’t answered my question” I said glaring at him hoping for an explanation His lips pursed into a thin line he said “let’s just talk about it now shall we?, I wanted you to settle in first before talking but let’s just talk now” he said flatly “I know you’re not interested in this marriage and honestly neither am I. I told you why I needed to get married already so there’s no need to go over it again. We’ll be married couples outside but we’ll stay out of each other’s business inside to avoid crossing each other’s boundaries. I’ll have the freedom to do whatev