I Will Hug Him And Squeeze Him 소설 & 이야기

We are all still naked and I got their cum leaking out of both holes. "I swear on my life. I'm never leaving you again, baby. You are stuck with me... you both are. "He kisses my lips, and I turn to straddle him, needing a tight hug. His arms hold me tight as I cry. His hands rub my back gently while he purrs. "Shhh, love," he kisses my shoulder as I hug him. My face is in his neck, smelling his rich scent. I feel Ian join our hug, and I shudder. I don't think I could handle it if I lose either of them.

I hate it when he does that. “Evvie, please. I need to get going in just an hour. I can’t even get a hug?” He pouted like a child. His eyes are too dreamy to resist. Rolling my eyes, I scooted closer and pressed my body against him, giving him a hug. “Hmm.” He inhaled my scent and a smile played at my lips. “This feels nice.” He whispered before pecking my forehead.

Before I know it, he throws his hand around me, pulling me in for a deep hug. I do the same, sobbing into his shoulder and holding onto him tightly as if he may disappear.

And at an incredibly fast pace. “What are you doing here?” I demand, and he places a hand over his chest. “Ouch, this really wasn’t the reaction I was expecting,” he said while pouting his lips, trying to feign hurt. Without thinking, I close the distance between us and engulf him in a big hug. His body stiffens beneath my touch, but eventually he loosens up and hugs me back. I bury my face in his chest, having a hard time believing if this is actually real. If Idris was really here,.

He closed the door with a soft click, plunging the room into a more intimate silence, and then turned toward me, a stern yet familiar look on his face. "Do you plan on just standing there, looking like a lost puppy? Or are you going to give your old man a hug?" He put his huge hands out, beckoning me closer, and I looked at them, a sudden wave of warmth washing over me, before slowly, hesitantly, moving into his embrace. His huge arms wrapped around me, a comforting fortress, and he squeezed just a little too tight, nearly crushing the breath from my lungs, but it was, despite the pressure, incredibly comforting.

I did as told and he smiled running his thumb over my finger “whenever it hurts, you squeeze my hand. Take a deep breath as you do so, don’t force yourself to feel this much pain. Squeeze my hand as tight as you want” I closed my eyes as another wave of pain hit me, I wanted to arch my back. However, Viktor stopped me, pushing me lay comfortably while I squeezed his hand. His eyes never leaving mine for a second, he didn’t even flinch or try to pull his hand away as I squeezed. He gently massaged my stomach from over my shirt “you’re okay” A sob broke from my lips and I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. It took him a few seconds to process what I had done, b

“Is there any way I can teach you that apart from threatening you with a knife?” “What’s wrong with hugging? You’re clearly enjoying it.” He squeezes me tighter, the heat of his body traveling through his dress and my tee shirt, kindling the parts of my body that I prefer to remain dormant. Then, he laughs and lets go. “I’m just so happy right now, I wanted to share it with you.”

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I hugged him back and tightened my grip. “I’ve never been hugged before” I shyly admit to him before adding “It feels so good just like I imagined” His body stiffened in response to what I said, and his hands tightened around me. “You can always come to me for a hug kiddo. You’ll find my arms always open to hug you whenever you want” I breathed in his scent and really hoped he meant what he said.

"And I can't get another one? Do I have to beg for a hug? Come on, and then you say you like me and all that..." "Oh my, now I understand what being dramatic means!" He laughed and stood up. "Come here, little tiger." He opened his arms and I entered his embrace like someone entering the happiest place in the world. "You don't have to beg for my hugs, they're yours!" He spoke softly to me, wrapping me in his arms and letting me feel his wonderful scent that made me happy and feel safe. "And what do I do when I want a hug?" I asked and heard his laughter.