Just Want To Hold You Tight の小説・ストーリー

Not even when he put on the condom, then eased between my legs and filled me until I knew I was going to come again. He made love to me with a steady rhythm designed to spin me into madness, and I went willingly, wanting to get lost in the sensation. But the feel of his body on mine wasn't enough to clear my mind. Nor were the waves of release, the heat, the sound of his gasps for air or the pounding of his heart. I clung to him for as long as he would let me, holding him close, wanting time to stand still. If only I could believe that was possible. But it wasn't.

When Em collapsed at my side, he reached for my chin, turning it toward him. “Better?” “The best.” He kissed my nose. “What if I told you it will keep getting better?” “I’d say you’re setting a high bar.” He pulled me into his arms. I listened to the sound of his heartbeat as he stroked my hair. “I love you, Isabella. I want to have and hold you forever.” I rolled in his arms. “I like the sound of that.” I lifted my left hand and wiggled my finger. You didn’t need to get me a diamond.”

I wish you could hold me very tight against you and lay a kiss upon my forehead, full of comfort and affection, when you notice I am sad. Oh yes, I wish so much that you could hold me very, very tight against you, so much so that I would feel your heart against mine. Feel your arms around me. Feel your embrace telling me, "I will not let you go." I wish I were yours. Simply. Completely.

I wanted to be her person, take care of her. "I'm not rushing you, I swear, I'm not, but I need to know I'm not grasping at loose straws here. I need to know that you want this to work out. I will put your heart back together again if you'll be my girl, Dove. If it takes until we're seventy, I'll do it every day." More tears spilled from her eyes. "I love you, Remington." I'd been dying to hear those words since I was eighteen. Now at twenty-three they felt worth the wait.

With a reluctant nod, I acquiesced to her plans, knowing that this was only the beginning of a whirlwind journey toward our shared future. The remainder of the evening passed in a blissful blur, each moment etched into my memory as I savoured the surreal realization that I was now engaged to Noah. ---------------- The following morning dawned with reluctant clarity, the lingering euphoria of the previous night fading with the encroaching light. As I attempted to extricate myself from the embrace of slumber, Noah's arms tightened around me, his whispered protest a gentle plea for respite from the demands of the outside world. "Can't we just stay here, together, all day?" Noah murmured, his li

Things about to get real so hang on, really tight. Bye, Lots of love Cherry 🍒 Soundtrack: Him and I by G-eazy ft Halsey

"I don't want to be your girlfriend." "I'm just kidding." "Whatever. Then, how was your trip?" "Very annoying." "What do you mean?" "Yes, you know yourself when handsome men get on public planes." "Hahaha, I just realized it. Then, what happened? Did you agree?" "Hey, I'm not that type of guy." "Okay, I am just kidding." "Whatever. Just continue your intimacy with Zara now. Don't keep teasing me." "Hmm, I want one too, but right now Zara is breastfeeding. You haven't forgotten that it's 08:08 AM here?"

🎶 *There's just inches in between us* *I want you to give in, I want you to give in, oh* *There is tension in between us* *I just wanna give in* *And I don't care if I'm forgiven* *Right now, I'm shameless* *Screamin' my lungs out for ya* *Not afraid to face it* *I need you more than I want to* *Need you more than I want to* 🎶 “Leo—please—I’m so close—!” “Or maybe I’ll slow down again…” He did—agonizingly slow drags in and out, scissoring gently to stretch me wider.

ʜᴏ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ, ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ғɪɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ

Aidan felt his heart literally stop as Kate struggled against him in a state of turmoil. It looked as if she was no longer with him and was fighting something over which he had no power. But he knew if he removed his hand, she would scream the place down and he would no longer be able to confront her. Relaxing his hold against her mouth, he caressed her to soothe away whatever was taking over her mind. “Hushhhhh sweetheart, it’s me. Husssh,” he cajoled until her body ceased to tremble and she relaxed against his body. Desperately, he inhaled her scent and felt like a drug addict after he had been deprived after a week.