How To Break The Touch Barrier Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 37 ~GABRIELLA'S POV~ We ran as fast as we could through the loop. As the loop became more and more evident, it started to feel like I was running in circles. This feeling was a sign that I was right—we could break the barrier this way. The moment I and Gregory would cross each other's paths, the barrier would lose control over both of us, and we would break free from its hold. There was also a risk, though, that I and Gregory would end up in two separate loops.

“The barrier will disappear. They would still be wearing or would have the trigger, but if there is nothing to trigger it, then it’s done.” “Would they be able to trigger it again?” There was another pause. “I don’t…think so. I would assume that the two were already matched. You could do it. Attach it to another barrier, but you would need to take the item off, recalibrate it, kinda, and then put it back on. It wouldn’t be that every barrier would stop them from now until eternity.” “Got it.” I looked over at the river that was about seven yards away. “You want me to bring you the broken catalyst?”

The class erupted in laughter, anyone who could administer an ability but failing to undo it was considered a failure. “Channel your inner energy, let your spirit flow with your words and you'll get it” the senior encouraged. She closed her eye, feeling herself evolve then she felt the same surge again. “Talk” she said. And the girls mouth was freed the class erupted in applause now, she smiled proudly and hurried back to her seat, Mira by her side kept winking at Denise who stood at the front row helping students master their abilities. Ava chuckled, she smiled and reached for her necklace trying to communicate with her brother— her hands searched for it but it was nowhere to be found.

Today we were practicing me setting up barriers and for them to be able to be ready to go the moment I release the barrier. This is a delicate process. They have to wait for a signal, that we have all agreed to, from me to indicate the shield is down. Many have jumped the gun and been tossed on their asses. After it happens once, it does not happen again I think with a chuckle. We have all grown to be more in tune with our timing and perfecting our responses to one another.

The mystical barrier that separated us began to shake, as if it were being challenged by our determination and love. "Stella, don't give up! We are with you!" Aris screamed, his voice echoing through the sanctuary room. I focused all my strength and will on breaking the barrier. I closed my eyes, connecting deeply with my connection with Randall. “Randall, I know you're there. I feel your presence, I feel our affection uniting us beyond this barrier. Together, we will overcome this obstacle and be side by side again. Believe in me, believe in the power of our love." I murmured, with my eyes closed and my heart full of determination.

"You know, you're right, Jake. If I actually want to learn how to do any of these things well, I'm going to need to practice them. I feel bad about it, but I still think Liam will be the ultimately beneficiary. So here are the new rules. I can touch you, as needed, but you can't touch back, at least not while I'm naked. Understood?" I nodded. At that point, Naomi - who was wearing nothing but a pair of cotton pajama shorts - reached over and gently put her hand on my cock. I was so conditioned to the no contact rule that her touch felt at first like an electric shock. It was sensory overload. Slowly, gently, she began stroking my cock, doing a pretty good approximation of my own technique.

He rubbed his hand against the barrier and glanced back at Bartram and Neon, who were coming to his sides now. "The barrier is here." He uttered. Purple dust appeared on the barrier as he rubbed it. "Did the map say how we can break this barrier?" Neon asked. Bartram frowned at him. "Does a map say anything else apart from giving directions?" "Oh, right!" "I think there has to be a way to get inside the barrier. What if we break the rock?" Ashford suggested. "Or we spill our blood on it; evil things love blood." Neon added. Ashford and Bartram both glared at him. Ashford placed his hand on the rock. He thought for a while about how to break the barrier.

She kept the pace deliberate, exactly as ordered, while her free hand braced against the wall. *Describe it.* *Slippery. Hot. My clit is so hard it almost hurts when I touch it. I’m dripping down my fingers.* *Stop.* She froze, fingers still pressed against herself, thighs trembling. *Take your hand away. Lick your fingers clean. Then fix your dress and walk back to your desk. You don’t touch yourself again until tonight. If you get close to coming just from walking or sitting, you stop whatever you’re doing and breathe through it. Understand?*

His touch, her pulse, the connection between them humming. She froze. "Brynn." She blinked. "Sorry." "It's the bond. I feel it too." "Does it always do that?" "When we touch, yes. You'll get used to it." She wasn't sure she wanted to. "Focus," he said. "If someone grabs your wrist, you twist and pull. Like this." He showed her the motion. She tried it. Failed. Tried again. Failed again. "I can't do it." "Yes, you can. You're just thinking too much. Stop thinking. Just react."

She tried to make her legs work and take her away from this overwhelming temptation to touch Joey. Neither of those things happened. What did happen was that she reached out to gently pull a little green ball from where it was caught, just to one side of a nipple that tightened at the first whisper of touch from her fingers. And just as instantly, Joey's hand whipped up to catch hold of hers and prevent it mov-ing any further. He was going to reject her, wasn’t he?