Novel & Cerita My Love And My Touch

Samantha whispered close to his ear. "I love you, baby Doll. Everyday. Every passing day, feels like we just met. I am crazy for you. You give me the most exhilarating experience of my life. I don't know what I will be doing, if we hadn't met. I would have been working on missions non stop" Samantha put her finger on his lips.. "Shhh, say no more. More actions and less talk" She said, smiling sheepishly. "Is that so? is that what you really want? he asked, tickling her rib cage.

He kissed me hard to muffle my moan, and suffocate me with it, right as he thrusted two of his fingers deep inside me. My back arched instantly. My nails scratching down the muscles of his back as goosebumps mapped across my arms and thighs. My head spun. The way his fingers curled slightly inside me... fuck me and my pride, this was the kind of touch I was looking for. My free hand moved without permission. It slid down his chest, fingertips grazing over his sternum, dipping lower, tracing each tight line of his abs before slipping inside his boxers. I wrapped my hand around his arousal, feeling the full length of him in my palm.

“Yes… You can touch me again.” He peeks at my lip playfully after hearing my response, and I almost want to smile because it feels like I’ve overcome a difficult obstacle. All this made me breathless like I’ve run a marathon. Is this how you should feel when having sex with someone you love? Everything Elliot has done so far has no words that I can describe, and it might not even make sense if I tried, but all of this is just the beginning. I want him, and he wants me. It sounds so childish, but it gives me these butterflies in my stomach, and I know he feels the same way. He’s touched every inch of me because going further and it would be odd for others if they heard that it was the best fe

The words were as faint as a whisper but lit with the intensity of a gazed Visha immediately held; her hands reached out to touch me. They drifted over my breast before gliding down to stroke my bottom; a shivery tickle ran down my spine. Touches are a spark that sets fire to something that would devour me. Suddenly, my heart beat fast and I suddenly felt so excited about life. With a husky voice, immersed in all the means, "I love you too." The words slipped out as if 'a devotion had just spilled on these lips:' it lets one feel naked. Visha faced breaking into a wide grin, brightening up with triumph while beaming out her eyes' happiness, a kiss in-between her lips.

I felt him touch my hand carefully. I shut my eyes and gulped, trying to pull out my voice to answer him. I was having a hard time producing a sound but I still tried. "I... I-I'm fine," I weakly answered. I saw in Zadkiro's eyes that he was relieved upon hearing my answer. He looked at the woman behind him and I saw them looking at each other. I roamed my eyes around and that's when I noticed that there was an IVF injected into my left hand, it may be the reason why it felt numb.

His hands were electrifying me, burning me down to my core. “I love how your touches make me feel, Adrian” I told him lovingly.

His hands cupped my face and forced me to look at him. ‘Never question my love for you, your are my soulmate, my mate, my other half’ he was rubbing his thumb slowly on my lip. At this moment I just realized how toxic his touch is, I lose all my sanity at his touch and begin to crave for more of him.

David groaned softly, his hands sliding up my waist, caressing my skin as if he couldn’t get enough of me. I kept the movements tender and intimate, rolling my hips in waves, letting him feel every soft bounce and grind. “I love you,” I murmured, reaching back to touch his face. He kissed my neck, his hands cupping my breasts, and his thumbs brushing my nipples. The moment felt sweet and deeply erotic, just us, connected, with our bodies moving together in perfect sync. For a few beautiful minutes, the outside world disappeared. It was romantic, playful, and full of love.

“Make. Love. To. Me. Like. You. Mean. It. Lucien.” “At your service.” My hands roamed over her soft skin, my touch was gently yet passionate. She looked at me and everything felt right. She had the power to do that. Only HER. Our bodies entwined, moving in perfect harmony. Every touch sparked a flame, every kiss deepened the connection. Time stood still as I savoured everything she had to offer, the intimacy, the love, the softness radiating like a light in the darkness. “Hold me tighter, Irene. Hold me like you love me.”

the alcohol was still controlling my brain and I was speaking whatever came to my mind "Androoo ........youuu....you.....don't......love.....me.??..tell.....me......does.....Andrea's....touch.....doe...s this....." I placed my one hand on his chest...listening to his fast beating heart.....and the other on his cheek...... Oh god It's been so long since I felt his touch..... His eyes softened for a second but it was soon gone..... He pushed me back and I landed on the velvety carpet... Giggling I lifted myself up and again approached him "You.....can't.....de...ny......you...still...love me......she.....is.....better...than....me....I ....know....."