Novel & Cerita I Would Give Up Forever To Touch You

He smiled. “You are the only woman in this damn forsaken planet that renders me mute Montenegro. I never know the right shit to say to you but I can promise you this, I might be rough around the edges but I’ll never touch you unless you want me to, I’ll never do anything that might hurt you or our boys” Smiling so hard my cheeks hurt, I laced my hands around his neck. “I want you to touch me. To mark me as yours, to make love to me like there’s no tomorrow”

He walked towards her, every step felt like an eternity. When he reached near to her, his legs given up the strength and he fell on his knees. He looked at her trembling, crying, yearning for his touch. His hands moved towards her, delicately tracing her cheeks with his bare rough palm & removed the tape over her mouth. She gasped for breath loudly. A sob escaped from her mouth. His thumb traced over her lips, his other hand caressing her nape softly, touching her skin there. Zoya closed her eyes, letting her tears fall on her cheeks. He just kept staring at her, silently, sinking into his touch, a sob escaped from her mouth.

She would do something to hurt me, then comfort me the very next instant. Whenever I felt like giving up, she would give me hope to keep going.

Neither of us looked up. We were two souls caught in a silent, subterranean dance, a touch that lasted three full seconds longer than it ever should have, a touch that screamed of everything we weren't allowed to say, and everything we were about to lose control of.

My eyes stinged as tears threatened to fall. It seemed he was having hard time believing me, his strong grip on my hand loosen but didn't let me go. He glide his hand down my waist then finding his way to my chin. My heart pumped faster as if it would break out anytime soon. This was too much for me but Kaden did not stop, even when I shook my head. He looked serious as he caress my face. Slowly moving closer to me, I didn't stop him, I couldn't. I closed my eyes praying for him to kiss me, only to hear him whisper into my ears.

I felt his gaze on me, but instead of meeting it, I picked up his ring and held it out. “But there’s one thing I’m sure of—no regrets. Giving myself to you… I’m certain you’re the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I choose you, Art. Always you.” He smiled, reached out, and I slid the ring onto his finger, kissing it softly. “Art—” Before I could finish, he pulled me toward him and kissed me. My lips parted instinctively, and he deepened the kiss, gently pressing me beneath him.

Connecting. Forever.