Can I Touch Your Heart Novels & Stories

I continued to look for him when suddenly, I bumped into a drinks' server, causing my clothes to get spilled by those beverages, exposing my clevage and chest. "Ma'am, I'm s-sorry I didn't m-meant..." the server said nervously. "No, it's okay. I'm sorry too, it's my fault." I politely said. "Oh no! D-Don't touch me! I m-mean I can handle it by myself," I said when he tried to wipe my chest. I saw the second thought on his face but I hurried past it when I noticed that we were grabbing the attention of others.

Ouch! Brandy, you're so aggressive. I grumbled a little in my head. But actually my heart rhythm can no longer beat regularly. My breath rumbled violently. Is this what you call love? Falling in love is amazing. I really felt helpless when Brandy's finger touched me. I'm limp. The rhythm of this breath and heartbeat is enough to express what is going on. The touch of his left and right cheeks which are covered with thin sideburns, gives a distinctive feel. Only I can feel.

I could feel his heart beating just as fast as mine. “Touch me.” I pleaded. “Please.” A growl ripped from his throat. “Say it louder.” “Touch me.” I begged. "Everywhere… Please."

I nodded. " Because I'm in love with you Abby, it's hard for you to believe and it's also very hard for me but I can't control it anymore. Each time I look at you, I only want to grip you and hug you so much, I want to touch your body the way I want but I can't, and it's killing me here", he said ,touching his heart. I kept quiet. My heart hurts like his.

He muttered while I only smiled but didn’t say anything. He expected me to assure him but when I didn’t, I saw he was going to press further. I couldn’t let that happen. “Can you just hold me tonight? I miss your touch.” I simply said while he smiled. He understood that the marriage talk can’t happen tonight, and he didn’t push further...

A sweet, tremulous smile turned up the corners of her full, pink lips, making his heart lurch in his chest. Slowly, almost hesitantly, her slender hand, encased in a soft black glove, reached out across the space separating them. Gently, she laid her hand atop his, which was resting casually on his knee. Through the fine leather, he could feel the warmth of her skin, and the delicate tremble in her fingers. Her touch was light, as if she was afraid he would pull away. But he simply turned his palm upwards in invitation, allowing her gloved hand to settle more firmly into his grasp. He stilled, awaiting her response. She sniffed then huffed out a little laugh before she spoke. "That's exactly

It was just that before this moment, she'd chosen to play deaf and turn a blind eye. As long as her heart wasn't with me, anything I did was nothing more than a futile effort. "When I was calling you in the rain, in whose arms were you lying?"

"I'm not going anywhere." ​She took my hand, her fingers trembling slightly, and guided it upward. She pressed my palm against her breast, right over the heart that was still racing. "Touch me," she whispered. "I want to feel you. Please, just take my mind off this. I need to feel something else."

“Miss, what’s your name? Do you have someone you know here?” It is not good to take advantage of those weak and not in their right mind but the girl seems like she’s in pain. He tried talking to her but it seems she can’t hear him. He had no idea the person was already naked, so he can see what she was wearing on the inside. “Hey! Get a hold of yourself!” he almost shouted, he’s getting affected by her pheromones. His rut— this is dangerous!

"Please, just follow me one last time, Seira. I promise no one will disrespect you. I only want you." "Unfortunately, I don't want to, Ro." Seira gently caressed the man's face. "Don't push me too hard for things I can't give." Robert closed his eyes tightly at Seira's soft touch. "I can touch your body, but why... can't your heart be touched, Seira?"