Entwined Fingers Novels & Stories

Just two hands reaching across the table, fingers locking. Still us. Just more us than ever before.

An offering. I can’t hold on forever. My grip slackens. My fingers tremble. I let go. And I don’t fall. Because he catches me. Firm. Certain. His hand closes over mine, fingers intertwining with mine like chains that feel good, binding me to him. Mine is tentative at first, unsure. Then it isn’t. From there, the world softens. Chocolate-scented warmth. Sweetness that clings like a drug. Heat that pools in our bones, curling and rolling. We laugh, quiet and loud, at everything and nothing. The floodgates open.

“You’ll get wrinkles.” Before he could stop himself, he reached out and gently smoothed the crease on her forehead with the tip of his finger. The moment his hand touched her skin, he stilled. What the hell are you doing? He pulled his hand back slowly, shaking his head at himself. This was ridiculous. He had read somewhere that people sometimes had doubles—doppelgangers scattered across the world. Maybe Maya simply resembled JoJo. That was all. Nothing more. Yet the familiarity kept tugging at him like an itch he couldn’t scratch.

Clyde winked, getting a nudge from his friend. Natalie then looks at him and tackled him a huge warm hug, getting him surprise and causing the two of them fall the ground. The others get surprise as well and gets a bit worried. As they were about to asked if they were ok, Natalie giggled and looks at them, nodding, making the others relieved and burst into chuckles as well. “This is one of the best birthdays I had” she said as she looks at Russell again. “Thank you” “It was nothing”

He trailed his finger down to her cleavage and cupped it. "Clinton please don't do this." "Don't do what? this he put his finger in her mouth. "Or this." He raised the side of her gown, exposing her thighs. Lucy was lost in the ecstasy of his finger running down her thighs when she heard her name. "Lucy!!" "Fuck."

I reached forward, my numb fingers closing around it. The locket was glowing a bright golden color. Amyra wrapped her iron whip around my neck and pulled. I gasped for breath, struggling against her hold. I choked, my lungs straining for air. All of a sudden, Yaran appeared behind Amyra and wrapped her fingers around Amyra's neck.

Makes you wonder how many female employees had he forced to do the same. When she went quadruple he leaned forward as she walked towards him her massive backside dangling behind her. "Walk to me mama" Keene said leaning back with his arms spread. She got to his feet. Keene looked on as she got on her feet and sat on him, grinding her ass on his cork while dancing to the rhythm of the music. He responded by grabbing her breasts and undoing her bra in a record time of two seconds...guys how long does it take you? Perhaps am wrong. They both mourned in pleasure as the body heat between them got intense. Keene quickly unbuttoned his shirt while she worked on his pants and slid them to his knees.

Husband inserted one finger in Lia's pulsing hole and the Wife instantly went still. "Relax Lia. Just trust me. " Andreas assured her and started kissing her again to distract her from the pain. Soon Andreas was fucking his Wife with four fingers and the girl was meeting with each of his thrust. " I want y-you, A-Andreas. P-please. " The Wife begged. Andreas compliant her immediately and placed his throbbing member between her leg. Lia didn't even know when Andreas had time to remove his pants. Andreas aligned his member on the Wife's hole and once again the Wife went still.

I was fiddling with my fingers and he had his head buried in his hands tiredly. I lifted my hand slowly and touched his. He peered at me through the gap in between his two hands. My eyes never left his as I held his one hand and brought it down gingerly. I intertwined our fingers and placed our hands in between the space between us. We both stared at our connected hands, his slightly tanned than mine. The sunlight coming through the curtains made our linked hands glow brightly. It signified our first step towards friendship.