Keep In You Close Novels & Stories

You’re safe. Closing my eyes, I focus on Vincent’s soft breaths. You’re safe. XXX

But never too much to keep from overwhelming her. "I want you to keep your eyes closed if you can," he continued, his voice low and soothing, "but if it gets to be too much, open them. But say your safeword first." "Okay." He picked up the strap and ran it lightly over her skin. The cool metal of the fastener at one end caught on her nipple, making it pucker. "Let’s be very clear about this, Daisy. "Your safeword is for us, for our pleasure, limit and safety. Do you understand?"

He took his phone out of his jeans and put on a song that always helps lull him to sleep – The Ocean Waves by Shigeru Nagata. The last thing in his mind was Ava's ocean blue eyes staring up at him before slumber claims him. ----- "Together," I say before I kiss Ava. She slowly unzips my jacket and helps me take off my winter outer. This is crazy. We are in the back of her car, and we're going to do this – unprotected. Ava moved her lips to my cheeks, my jaw and then she settled on sucking my pulse point, making me lose my coherent thoughts.

she almost whispered. Jace chuckled at her choice of words. “Looks like it,” he hummed. “You look way too calm,” she said, her nerves setting in. He gazed down at her. “Because I want it. I want you,” he said. Katrina's heart skipped, and she looked away, panic and shyness washing over her. She propped herself slightly on his chest. “We have to keep it a secret.” Jace's brows knitted. “Why?” “Because,” she said quickly. “If anyone finds out, we are completely screwed.”

Not even close. Not yet.

Close enough to take that photo. Close enough to kill us.

Not every closeness is safe. I will test you. I will break you. And I will win.

“Do you promise to keep this a secret?” “I promise you.”

There’s one article I could not understand. “What does this mean?” I pointed at article 4 and asked, “What do you mean I can’t get close to men other than you?” He sneers, “I need my bedmate to stay clean.” “But this will influence my normal social life,” I complained. “I won’t stop you if it’s normal.” He replied. “What about this one then?” I pointed at article 8 and asked, “I can’t bear your child?” “You want to do so?” He asked me with mockery and disdain.

you have to close the link I choke on air.