Contented Sigh Novels & Stories

At this rate, if the war didn't start soon, I had no doubt that my middle name was going to be anxiety. I let out a sigh not knowing how many it was that I had released today. "That would be the seventh sigh in two minutes." Liam said as he sat beside me. I glanced at him and a small smile coated my lips. I didn't know that someone had been counting. The seventh sighs in the past two minutes? I smiled fully. That wasn't bad. I had thought that I would have given out like seventy sighs since I had been here three minutes ago. It felt refreshing to know that my heart wasn't going to pass out too soon.

“Thank you for letting me love you.” In a few months, there would be a baby’s cry joining the peaceful sounds of our home. In a few years, there might be more children, more laughter, more love to fill these rooms. I closed my eyes and listened to Samuel’s breathing, to the clock ticking on the mantel, to the wind sighing through the trees outside. This was what contentment felt like—not the resigned acceptance I’d mistaken for happiness before, but the deep, abiding joy of knowing you were exactly where you belonged.

BLAIRE "Haaaaaaaah" I let out a deep sigh as I surrendered my body against the door. How many times have I sighed this day? I closed my eyes and enjoyed the cold breeze of spring comforting my racing heart. I've barely started the plan yet it seems like my life span has drastically decreased. I shook my head in defeat and smiled sadly. Life's never been easy to me.

Pulled up tight like he is wrapping up something precious. He kisses me firmly, pulling my face down towards him for a second so we make full facial contact, noses, foreheads, mouths and chin, squished up together and assaulted with a needy pressing of lips that translates to a man who is mighty wound up. He then he lets me go with a very heavy outward exhale. A sigh so loud it can only translate that he is extremely fed up.

he sighed, my name a breath of pure contentment. I sighed in answer, melting into him. Every muscle in my body, which had been strung tight with pleasure and exertion, went lax. His arm was a heavy, comforting weight around my waist, his hand splayed possessively over my stomach. Our legs tangled together. I could feel him, soft and spent now, nestled against the curve of my backside. The intimacy of it, the sheer completeness, was more potent than any climax.

"Just find a way.” I sighed “alright.”

Hummm, . She sighed deeply... I think all I have to do is wait ...

Jax sighed. “And?”

He gritted his teeth and let out a Shaky sigh. What will he do? The package? Is it so important? Ohh.

When he leans back into his chair and exhales, I know it’s a sign of his approval and agreement. “Done.”