How To Beg In A Romantic Way นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Is that so? Well, I suppose I’ll just have to find another way to convince you.” “Oh? And how do you plan to do that?” I challenged, my playful smile widening. He leaned even closer, his breath warm against my cheek. “By begging you, of course.” I laughed softly, feeling a flutter in my chest. “Okay, let’s hear it. Beg.”

“Not until I decide you can.” “This is ridiculous.” “This is control. My control. Over you.” I wait until he’s breathing normally again, then release the pressure and start stroking. “Let’s try again.” I work him back up—slow, deliberate, watching every reaction. When he gets close, I press my thumb down again. “Fuck!” He arcs up. “Alexei—” “Beg.” “What?” “Beg me. Beg me like you mean it.” “I’m not going to—”

The most romantic way to get railed is by easing into it and saying something sweet, like perhaps; Ease me in, don’t rush the ride, Whisper dumb things like “you’re my guide.” Say you love my laugh, my bite, Then pin me down and dim the light. Tell me I’m art, your favorite sin, Brush my skin like you're about to begin— But not too fast, no race to win, Just slow destruction, soaked in sin.

She purred and I ran my eyes over her for the tenth time again. “ Beg properly.” I nudged. A frown appeared on her face and I chuckled.” I said beg ,Elle. Beg me to fuck you.” Her pupils dilated and my dick twitched. I saw that fiery glint in her eyes. She's about to do something bold. She smirked.“ You want to see me beg?” I raised a brow,my hands still in her ass.” If you want to get fucked then yes. Beg me or you'll sit down on that bed and slowly lose your mind.”

I pant when we come up for air. “Not specific enough.” I blush. He knows exactly what I want. The words are very embarrassing, he wants me to say them. “I want you to beg me to touch you.” is what he said. How do I beg him to touch me. He says nothing, instead, he turns around and starts to walk away, and I step forward, hand catching his wrist. “Don’t go… I’ll say it.” “I wasn’t leaving.” he says with a gentle smile. I frown at him.

The word beg makes her still the moment it came out of my mouth. “I...I...I." “Beg." I cut her off. “You want me to touch you so badly, then fucking beg for it," I say a little bit harshly. “I...I don't know how to." She answers while staring at me pleadingly. I chuckle darkly. “Figure it out." Taking a deep breath as if to gather courage, my mates start begging. “Nathan, please, touch me. I am aching so badly and I need you..."

I want to be touched, and I want him to do it right now. He tilted his head, a slow, devilish smirk forming on his lips. “So… you want me to touch you?” His voice was low, teasing. He leaned closer so his heat pressed against me. “Then beg for it,” he whispered. “What?” “You want me to touch you,” he growled, “then beg for it.”

"You could use that against him." "How?" "When the horniness kick in, you could... I don't know, ask him to take a shower with you. Tell him you're weak in the legs when all you really want is to get your hands on his sexy body. Rub soap all over them juicy pecs and v-lines." Faith snorted. "You're as dirty as ever!" "I am, but I'm all talk..." Jodie sighed. "I have yet to find a boyfriend. I'm a hopeless romantic and probably too crazy for anyone to love me."

“I can’t resist anymore. My pussy aches so badly. I’m dripping. I keep dreaming about you… about your cock. Please…” Dante’s eyes darkened to near black. He stood slowly and circled the table, coming to stand beside my chair. One strong hand cupped my chin, tilting my face up so I had no choice but to meet his gaze. “Beg,” he said simply, thumb brushing my lower lip. “Beg like I told you you would.” Fresh tears slid down my cheeks, but the desperate need overpowered everything else. My voice came out small, trembling, and unbearably needy.

Her words and confusion were a sore buzz killer. “Would you make me beg then?” she called out. I stopped mid way and looked back. She looked angry. “What?” I was confused. “Will you make me beg, if, I mean when I am ready?” she demanded furiously. Ideal answer was yes… I would have made her beg and an image of her naked, on her knees, with her soft lips around my… But I pushed that dirty thought out of my head. “It is actually an expression, princess,” I sighed as I desperately felt the need to clarify. “There are many ways you can… you know… can do it.”