Holding Back Novels & Stories

I opened my mouth to argue but he used his fingers to close my mouth. “Think about it babe. I have seen some apartments I think you will like. We can have a bookshelf where you can pack all your books. We can hang your pictures everywhere if you want or we can keep a room specially for it. We can choose furniture together or in fact, you can choose what you think will be best. I just want to come back home to you every night”

Sophia's face lit up with joy as she quickly turned to leave, but I softly called her name. She looked back, and I gave her a warm, sunny smile. "I'm sorry, Sophia. "I wish you peace, happiness, and all your heart's desires from now on." She keenly sensed something was wrong. "Why do you sound like you're saying goodbye? I'm just going to check on Ethan. I have something I want to tell you. Wait for me to come back." With that, she turned and left. There was now less than half an hour remaining before I would have to return.

Her hips are bucking, moving with me as she tries to get more and more before I can have the chance to pull out. She’s bound, restricted and helpless, and yet she loves it. She’s on the edge now. I can feel it. So I slow down, pulling out just enough so that my tip is left inside her. Her frustration is loud. Her knees are shaking. I watch her come down from yet another high, knowing that she’s going right back down to square one as I slip my cock out of her pussy. “Not yet,” I murmur. “You should learn how to hold back, just like I did.”

Ana stopped her steps when she felt that at this moment someone was holding her back. Her gaze immediately turned to her back to see who was holding Ana at this time. "Where are you going? I already told you that you don't have to go to my office," Alex said immediately to Ana. Ana smiled and she was about to hug Alex, but the man held her back and made Ana look at him again at this time, "I want to return your watch. Didn't I already tell you?"

I let it settle just beneath the surface instead of pushing it out, my focus narrowing as I shifted my stance slightly. My weight adjusted, my balance locking into place before I moved. Fast. A step forward, then a turn, my arm cutting through the air with controlled force. The power followed, not bursting out, not spilling over, just… aligning with the motion. Better. Still not perfect. But better. “You’re holding it back.” His voice came from behind me. Close. Closer than I expected. I didn’t turn. “I’m controlling it.” “That’s not the same thing.”

Yet, as time wore on, the task of enduring became increasingly arduous. As time ticked by, Justin's lips brushed against my cheek, a delicate touch that carried with it an undeniable air of restraint. I couldn't help but feel the subtle power emanating from that single kiss, as if he was purposefully holding himself back. His words, laced with curiosity, hung in the air, "Are you attempting to hold yourself back, Margarette?"

Ashley's POV: My dad looks so confused but not that angry I expected him to be. "Anne, are you serious right now? I didn't say I'm going to leave you. This kind of stuff is called language stay." I try to explain it to my mom. Now my dad starts to glance at me like I'm used to. My mom wasn't that good of a secret keeper but she held it longer than I thought. "And why do you want to do this?" My dad snaps.

“I know I can’t ask for forgiveness. I just want to see you and the kids again. This is the alimony I owe you…” I brushed his hand aside. The card slipped to the floor. “Jared, I won’t stop you from seeing the children. But as for me and you, we’ll never meet again.” From ahead, Mark’s voice called out, reminding me of the afterparty. I glanced back at Jared and smiled. “Do you hear that? The flowers and applause waiting for me are all ahead. “I’ll never stop for the wrong person again.” With that, I turned and walked forward without looking back, leaving his sullen look behind me.

Perhaps it was because he was older, he didn’t want to weigh down so heavily. “Aaaaiiii!” Adam sighed after a while “I maybe getting old. I can’t be as decisive as I was when I was younger. You boys handle it how you see fit.” “Alright.” Mark nodded “Then I will buy back the shares from those three.” “Not yet” Chris stopped Mark “Let’s watch what treat Amanda has set up for us in the next session first.” Mark: “And??”

⸻ Tried to stay present. ⸻ But something was pulling her. ⸻ Not the system. ⸻ Something deeper. ⸻ Something new. ⸻ “…I can’t hold it,” she whispered. ⸻ Lena’s voice sharpened. ⸻ “You don’t have to hold it.” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ “Just stay.” ⸻ Aria’s eyes softened— ⸻ just slightly. ⸻ But then— ⸻