Hug Bf Novels & Stories

With a swift, gentle tug, he pulled me backward until my spine was pressed flat against his broad chest, his hand sliding around my waist. I stiffened up like a board. “Aren't you wounded?” I asked, glancing nervously down at his bandaged chest. “Or are you just pretending?” His brow furrowed slightly. “No. I'm not pretending.” “Then what the hell are you doing?” “I just needed a hug.” I stared at him over my shoulder. “A hug?” “Yes.” “You need a hug from me?” “Yes.” I blinked in utter confusion. “Why?” He said nothing, just staring down at me.

It was tough for me to say something which I did not actually mean and that also to the man I was hoping to have babies with in life someday. Once we reached home, we hugged each other before we went to our rooms. The hug that day felt something different. The way he hugged me, he had his open palms touching almost all of my back, and they stayed for a much longer time. Also, the pressure he hugged me with was more than all the times he had done before. It felt to me as if he was covering himself with his forehead placed on my shoulder when he usually stood straight and hugged me.

“You know I always have your back, Aubrey.” “I know,” I reply and part from the hug. I turn to Everett and hug him, too. He seems hesitant, but hugs back. My breath catches in my throat with the closeness between us. I thank him and pull away quickly, not wanting Hugo or Erica to sense there is something more between us. Everett clears his throat and runs his fingers through his hair. The hug didn’t only affect me, it would seem. “We come with lunch and coffee.” Hugo smiles, and they set everything down.

I lеt out аn іnvоluntаrу mоаn, аnd with thаt, hе рullѕ me into his сhеѕt. I close mу еуеѕ аnd brеаthе hіm in. It’s just a hug, but the heat in mу stomach makes me drірріng wеt with nееd. I can’t let thіѕ fееlіng change mу mіnd, but ѕurеlу there’s nothing wrong wіth a hug.

I move closer to Ben, "Are you okay?" Ben nods at me, "M-my suit is....." He keeps on scratching the back of his neck. "Itchy." I smile at him as I cup his face. "We'll take the blazer off then." I grab the blazer from Ben, "A little better?" "Y-yes." Ben answers. Suddenly, I didn't even notice that Hugo is already standing in front of us until I notice his feet. He squats down right away and quickly kisses Ben's forehead. Ben looks so happy to see his daddy Hugo and I am sure Hugo feels the same way too.

Oh fuck my life, I didn't even know he was once married. I was speechless and he was quiet. He looks as though he has a lot on his mind, I also do but I wonder what he's going through. "We need four hugs a day for survival," He turns to look at me amused at my sudden statement but I just continue. "Eight hugs a day for maintenance and twelve hugs a day for growth. Sure you still don't want a hug?" Stretching my hands far apart, I wait as his eyes searches mine. It's written all over his face he's not used affection like this so I scoot closer to him, my arms still wide apart.

, he explains and I nod. This mate bond is strangely useful. Does he feel hurt whenever I am hurt? Does it hurt the way it hurts me or he only feel a little fragment of my pain? "I love you so much, Sasha Bahedia. I don't want to lose you", he pulls me in for a hug and I hug him. He is careful not to squeeze so he doesn't affect our baby. "Stay safe until you are come home", he kisses my lips passionately as he hungers for more.

Seriously, might I add. I rolled my eyes. "Can you just hug me, you dramatic man?" He chuckled before opening his arms. "Come here, pumpkin! I stepped into the hug and was immediately engulfed by his caffeinated scent. While he sprays on a Hugo Boss cologne, he drinks so much coffee that the two scents always seem to fuse into one, making his own personal scent.

Hyo-jin, changing her posture, hugged LF's neck, hotly receiving his masculinity beneath her. LF, as if trying to confirm the end of this terrible pleasure, roughly grabbed her waist and added speed to the piston strokes.