Come Hug Me Novels & Stories

I stepped into her space, wrapping my arms around her torso. She was so much taller than me—at least a foot. I waited, my heart hammering against my ribs, until I felt her arms slowly come around my shoulders. The hug was awkward at first. We were both so tense. But as the seconds ticked by, we both relaxed. I felt her hold me a little tighter, her chin resting on the top of my head. It hit me then—I hadn't hugged anyone like this since my mother passed away. My jaw clenched at the memory. Heather and I did short hugs, or held hands, but never this. Never the real thing. I missed whatever i remembered of my mom's late-night stories, the way the world felt safe when she held me.

Hoonie hugged her again. “I love you, Sheena. Can you be mine for tonight?” Hoonie asked. Sheena was surprised. ‘What does he mean? Sex?’ Sheena thought and felt nervous but she wanted to do it with him too. Sheena then removed the hug from her and looked at Hoonie’s eyes and nodded. Hoonie then smiled at her. “Will this be your first?” Hoonie asked. Sheena looked away and nodded.

I finally give in to my excitement and launch myself at him in a hug. “I know, Thankyou Harry! Now we can make the lanterns today. We might even have them ready in time for tonight!” Harry hugs me tightly and I relax against him. I’ve discovered in the last few days that Harry really does give amazing hugs. It’s like he commits completely to every hug and he never ever lets go first.

It wasn’t until later that I peered through the shine I so desperately wanted to be there, and finally saw the real man Garnar is. Hugo won’t change. He’ll always be calm and steady. So, I inch closer. Hugo doesn’t back away. If anything, he starts to lean towards me. His eyes drop down to my lips, and it feels like consent. “Hugo…” I whisper, just to be sure. Then, he clutches my upper arms, steps closer, and lowers his mouth to mine.

"Sweetheart, you can’t make unilateral rules. This is a marriage, not a UN meeting." I sighed, trying not to laugh, though I really wanted to. Hugo rolled closer, his face now just inches away from mine. "I only ask for one thing," he whispered, his gaze anything but neutral. I straightened up. "If you say 'one kiss' or 'one hug', I’ll throw a hanger at you." He chuckled, raising both hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. I just want one corner of the blanket. The right one, for my left hand."

And I acquiesce just to please her. She hugged me and I hugged her back. I felt like I shouldn't let go. It felt so good hugging her. But I quickly pulled away from the hug so I could control myself. My cock twitched as a result of my closeness to her This will be my first time hugging a woman. And it will also be the first time I ever cooked for a woman. I didn't know why I was breaking my own rules. All for this girl.

"So if that's all, I really need to get going..." He started to turn to leave. "Wait. I know there are bars and all, but could I possibly have...a hug?" He spun around. "A hug?" "You know I'm about to die, right? What's a hug going to do?" He looked me up and down. "Sounds kind of suspicious. Why would you want to hug me?" "Who else am I going to hug?" "I mean...I guess. I just...okay. Just one hug, though."

“Sorry for waking you up repeatedly.” He breathes out a laugh, looking at me with half-closed eyes. “Don’t worry. You didn’t bother me. It’s important that you don’t feel alone now.” “Aw, you are so cute,” I say quietly as I lean my forehead against his chest. “Thank you.” Wrapping his arms around me, he breathes in my scent as he hugs me close. “Don’t even mention it.” I snuggle into him even more, and he sighs happily while we grow silent and for a second I’m convinced that he fell asleep.

"Am I allowed to get a hug at least?" "Yes." He walks up to me slowly and pulls me closer to him, wrapping his arms around me. He surrounds me in a warm embrace, and I can feel the world around me melt away as he squeezed me tight, neither of us wanting the moment to end. I feel him nestle his face into my neck, smelling the sweet honey shampoo on my hair. For the last time, I take in the smell of his spicy cologne, wishing I could taste the whiskey on his lips. He pulls me even tighter, placing a single kiss on my temple.

"You can rest assured; I have complete faith in him, and I am confident that he would never cause me harm." "Feel free to reach out to me if you require any assistance. I trust that you are in good hands, but I want you to know that I am always here for you, no matter the hour. Just reach out to me if you ever need anything." Hugo tenderly pulled me closer, planting a soft kiss on my forehead and enveloping me in his tight embrace.