Intimate Moments Novels & Stories

It’s our souls joining in a way that takes my breath away. We stare into each other’s eyes as we find pleasure in each other. The moment is one that will stay with me forever. The way his walls have completely shattered. How he’s letting me see every broken part of him, and trusting me to hold them gently, is the most intimate thing I’ve ever felt. There’s no barrier left between us. No guarded smiles or teasing remarks to deflect what runs deeper. Just us, bare, trembling and real.

He hugs the mother and son from behind. “Let’s go with the flow for now. Whatever happens because it’s you I know we can always compromise.” “Oops…I’m sorry for disturbing your lovey dovey time! Adelle enter the nursery room. Jewel blush, Simon was hugging her from behind while she was carrying baby Liam. Anyone who walks in can really misinterpret the gesture. For Simon and her it was just comforting but to Adelle or the other’s it’s very sweet and intimate. Simon released her and he walks towards the door.

I beckoned him over with a playful grin, and as he approached, I pulled him into the changing room with me, the small space suddenly feeling intimate and filled with anticipation. With a shared giggle, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a lingering kiss that spoke volumes of our love and desire for each other. In the secluded space of the changing room, we shared moments of laughter and tenderness, our connection deepening with every touch and caress. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us enveloped in a cocoon of love and passion.

Margarette was debating whether to push him away or give in. He was kissing her, slowly and carefully; sucking her bottom lip gently before licking it. His hands were on her waist, keeping her in place as he shoved his tongue inside her mouth. She moaned. He tasted like her favourite strawberry cake. His kisses were too different from how he would usually kiss her. He's being gentle today, as if she'll break if he puts pressure on kissing her. She closed her eyes, getting drowned by his kisses. Her weeks wobbled up a little as if he sucked her energy away. He immediately wrapped his arms around her small body and pulled her to him. She arched her back as she tiptoed. The scene was so beautif

She even slept on another room, leaving her husband alone. Isobelle did everything to make her mom agree with the date. She knew that the woman is still angry with her father, and this is the only way to make them settle things. Gideon and Belinda are just silent while eating the food served on their table. They’ve been a couple for 30 years but this is the most awkward silence ever. Gideon is still weighing the atmosphere before starting a conversation. He couldn’t read any emotion from her face. After another minute of silence, he finally decided to talk to her.

He quickly cleared his throat. “I am in the bathroom.” The other person was about to open when they heard his voice. “Sorry sir I didn’t know it was occupied.” It was one of the junior workers and his voice was shaking from fear. I was relieved my momentum was distu…….. I didn’t finish that as his finger went deep inside. He was not even scared we were almost caught. “How are you calm?” “They are called stolen moments for this reason. The adrenaline, the zeal and anticipation should feel like this.”

Nox misses moments like this when they're alone. CONTINUED...

"Now, stare into my eyes like you always do." Following her instructions, I dearly did my favorite hobby, staring into her eyes. Almost sank in love. We forgot about the camera. Just right before the camera shot us, I pulled her closer to me, and a nostalgic smile appeared on her lips. A sparky crash of our lips captured by the camera became a memory for us, one cherishable moment that was the best of our honeymoon. Flustered, she asked. "What was that?" "What? I wasn't ready." "You did it purposely."

, and she smiled and pulled me in for a kiss. (---I don't really know how to convey this in a way that works for an erotic story, but if you've had one of these weird, incredibly intimate moments with a someone you've never slept with during sex, you'll know what I'm saying here, and why this really threw me threw a loop--)

My skin burned, slick with a feverish sheen of sweat, some mine, some his, all of it undeniable evidence of the shattering wreckage of our climaxes. All we knew was that something in that intimate moment had left us addicted to each other.