My Love My Touch Novels & Stories

All my love, Celine <3

My nipple became hard from his touch. “ I love you my sunshine” he said. I could feel his cock hard as it rubbed me. I swallow. He uses his finger to trace my lips, I shut my eyes. Deep inside of me I was saying “ Take me” I am already dripping wet from his touch. I still have my eyes shut when I felt his lips on mine, I didn’t wait a second to respond to his kiss. The kiss was full of passion as he pulls out. “ I promise to make everything right” he whispers.

His thumb brushed my hip, his touch grounding, familiar. "Why?" He looked up, his dark eyes searching mine, then down, as if he was gathering the right words from the floor between us. When he spoke, his voice was raw, honest, almost pleading. Because my heart doesn’t beat without you," he whispered. "Because when I look at my future, I see you. I see myself and the future family that we have. Remember the time we danced in the rain downtown and how you laughed so hard that you slipped, dragging me down with you? I want those moments, that happiness, to last forever." His fingers traced slow circles against my skin. "Because, for some reason I can’t explain, I am still unashamedly in love wi

He stated, clearing the way for her, "I'm not quite sure whether I'm good at it, but I'll try" Positioning herself, to try and shoot the toys that she wanted *Bang* His eyes widen, to see a pink teddy bear was just hit, *Bang* His jaws drop as he watched how an another item was hit by her, falling off form the shelves *Bang* And at her last shot, she missed but at least that she had 2 items "Not bad, aren't I?"she stated, facing at her lover with a smile, which he couldn't help but agree at her statement

“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

Shouting because of the physical pain I'm feeling on my foot that I didn't feel before. I heard him say I love you to me until everything went to black.

It added even more to my pain; my vision was getting blurry from my tears and the pain in my head. "You'll apologize, but you won't listen to me again." He took a few steps toward me and touched my cheeks, wiping away the tears. I sobbed and leaned into his touch, wanting this warmth from him. I can't see his face anymore in my hazy state, but this is enough for me. "Do you even really love me?" he asked, gently stroking my cheeks with his thumb. Still, tears keep falling down my cheeks. "Of course, Zach, I love you so much. I answered him weakly, almost instinctively.

"T-touch me. Do it. Please." I pinch her nipple. Gardenia arches her back, groaning low in her throat, and then I'm cupping her breast, kneading it and weighing it in my palm. Fuck. One touch won't be enough. One taste won't be enough. Any foolish notion I had that this could happen just once, that we could simply get it out of our systems–it melts away into the heated air.