Hold Me Tight Comic Novels & Stories

He barks, as he holds me securely in his arms. I would grin to myself, gloating about the fact that his blonde hottie wasn’t that interesting to miss me falling if this wasn’t absolutely cringeworthy.

He held me tightly as if something had happen. "wha-what's wrong??Rich-ard ,"I asked but he just held me tightly. He held me tightly that I felt my bones are going to break into pieces. "Rich-Richard I-I can't breath-e"I stammered as he slowly loosen his grip on me. "I am sorry"he said before touching my face with his hand. I gave a tight smile to him which he return it to me with a smile " are you alright?"I asked with concerned

He was holding me against himself like a python coil. "You are hurting me!" I cried out. "I haven't even started yet, and you are already complaining," he squeezed it even tighter if possible, "Huh?" "Leave me!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and tried to wiggle out of his python grip, but it did not affect him, he held me tightly against himself.

“We don’t lie.” “If I tell you the truth, you’ll think I don’t want to do this—have sex. I do want to.” “But…?” “It hurt.” “It will get better.” “If it didn’t, I don’t care how much money I made, I could never do what they do.” Em’s laugh filled the room. “You’re never going to do what they do. There’s only one man’s cock who will ever be in that tight, perfect pussy, and that man is me.” He kissed my lips. “I’ll be right back.”

he ordered me before starting the engine of his motorcycle. I followed his command and held onto him, but I left some space between us. I thought we were leaving, but I was mistaken because he held my hand again before wrapping his arms around my waist, causing my head and breasts to rest against his back. "How many times do I have to tell you to hold on tight? You might fall off," he warned me before we took off. I feel annoyed by what he said. What did he mean by "hold me tighter"? What kind of "hold me tighter" is he talking about? He should have said "hug me tighter" instead because it's obvious that it's a hug and not a hold.

My hands curl against his veiny arms, forcing it open but that's not enough for him to let me go. His cut bleeds more, his blood dripping onto my skin. I never meant to do that, it was supposed to be a flinch attack but he caught it. And now, he's holding me so tight, I feel like I'm being compressed into his skin. What makes it more embarrassing is the fact that I'm only in my undies, this fucker stripped me while holding onto me!