Dont Touch Me Destiny Novels & Stories

"T-touch me. Do it. Please." I pinch her nipple. Gardenia arches her back, groaning low in her throat, and then I'm cupping her breast, kneading it and weighing it in my palm. Fuck. One touch won't be enough. One taste won't be enough. Any foolish notion I had that this could happen just once, that we could simply get it out of our systems–it melts away into the heated air.

Aron reached out to wipe her tears, but she flinched and pulled away—reminding him of her rule: never touch her without permission. Art knelt, gently lifted her in his arms. Aron’s face darkened. “How come you can touch her and I can’t?” he asked. “Because I found her first,” Art replied without missing a beat. Then he added, “She’s my sister. She trusts me.” He carried her into the room he had cleaned earlier. Aron stared after them, fury boiling inside. If you disappear, I’ll be the only one she’ll look for, he thought grimly, feeling the presence of someone outside.

"If you want to touch me, touch me. If you want to kiss me, kiss me. If you don’t, then don’t." Heat spread across my cheeks, so quickly I had to look away. "And what does ‘within reason’ mean?" His fingers loosened, releasing mine. "Once you’re properly introduced to the pack during the Luna ceremony, you’ll be free to do as you please. Until then… we keep it private. I don’t want to risk anything." For a moment, disappointment flickered in my chest, but I forced a smile. "Aren’t you going to ask me what you can do to me?" I teased, my voice coy.

enough Ray, it's impossible for you to be with my daughter, even destiny doesn't want you with her" Ray looked at Lee with a confused expression on his face.. "Lee, what's your problem? how sure are you that destiny doesn't want me to be with Jesse? it was destiny that brought me and Jesse together in the first place and ...... "Ray! destiny once brought you together and it was destiny that separated the both of you. Trey is Jude's biological father and there is nothing anyone can do about it, not even you. That's what destiny had planned. Since my grandson and your son Trey had some similarities, I decided it wouldn't hurt to just try out a DNA test and to my surprise, it came out positive

Amidst the hushed whispers of the crowd, I walked in the direction of their departure. Leaving the venue, I hadn't walked far when I saw the two of them entangled in a passionate kiss by the roadside. I held my dress and walked slowly towards them. With each step, the pain in my heart deepened. "Zac, was that a bit too much?" I stood not too far away and gently spoke. However, it seemed that at the moment I truly let go, I felt incredibly relieved. His hands, which had encircled Stella's, stiffened. Zac turned his head, and when he saw me, he pushed the woman in front of him away abruptly.

It really irked her that Destiny got to touch and feel those defined pecs, and she was busy crying and seeking comfort in Mason's voice. Bella's mouth pooled with saliva. She'd start drooling soon if she doesn't get her shit together and stop looking at Gabriel. Imagine owning something that you're not allowed to touch, the horror. Gabriel ran his hands through his soft black hair in a more relaxed way and not the frustrated way he did last night when Bella was slowly getting under his skin. "Good morning, again," Destiny said in a high-pitched tone, and Bella wanted to throw up. Gabriel let Destiny hold his waist, pecking her lips, and Gabriel smiled.

Someone laughs too loud at the next table. Elma hears all of it and none of it. She sets her fork down. She’d been cutting a croissant she didn’t want. The metal clicks against the plate. “That never happened.” “I know,” Destiny says. Fast. Like he’s been holding that sentence in his mouth for two weeks. “That is why I called you.” He explains.