Plese Touch Me Novels & Stories

Teasing, exploring as every touch sets my blood afire. "Please touch me" I arch back begging as my head falls against his chest in desperate need as I arch into me. "Not until you ask," he growls the sound vibrating in his chest. "Please make me come," I pant and immediately he picks up the pace, sliding one finger inside of me. As he plunges into my slick wet opening eliciting a desperate greedy moan from me as I arch into his fingers as he begins to thrust hard into me, slipping another finger he fucks me with his fingers while his

His hand slipped boldly into my pants, fingers wrapping around my cock, despite everything — the shame, the fear, the soreness — I hardened instantly under his touch. I hated how easily my body betrayed me,damn it Why does his touch feel so good?. Jayden pulled back just enough to speak, his voice calm and dangerously intimate against my ear. “My good boy… I want to fuck you so bad, so hard that the only thing you can think about is me, the only name on your lips will be mine.” I turned my face to the side, trying to hide how flushed I had become. Deep down, a forbidden thrill ran through me at his words,I wasn’t supposed to like this,i wasn’t supposed to want it.

He growls, and the vibrations travel to all the sensitive nerve endings in my body, causing me to release a small whimper. “Can I touch you, too?” he pleads. “You can touch but not pleasurably.” I smile. “At least until I’ve finished my exploration.” “Alright, my little miracle, I'm all yours.”

Are they going to do it again? . . "Fuck," Matteo muttered softly as he removed the hook of her bra. And when it did, he just throw it away and immeditely grabbed her and give her a deep kiss. She moan when his bare top touch her naked body. Her hands could not help but touch his body. Matteo took and hold them with one hand and pinned them above her head. Matteo's lips travel down to her neck until he reach her right breast. She curved her body when she felt his tongue on her nipple giving her more bodily pleasure.

I thrash in frustration and a tear follows by. “Pl-lease,” I croak out drily due to my parched throat. “Nah. It won’t do.” He said increasing my frustration while he blew on my core followed by licking it softly with the tip of his tongue. “Pleasetouchme,” I say fast waiting for him to just fuck me or just touch me! “Say it slowly, perhaps I can hear it this time.” He whispered against my clit. “Please touch me,” I mutter.

God he's not playing fair. “Please.” I whisper. “ Please what?” “Touch me.” “Where baby?” He's so close now, his scent is intoxicating, he comes real close that I can feel his length against me. Again. I feel he does this intentionally so I can crave him more, and yes I'm craving his touch now more than anything else in the world. I grab his hands and place them on my breasts. It might be the craziest decision I've ever made, but fuck it.

/* Trigger Warning. Abuse, Physical Assault. Blood and attempt to rape */ "Touch me, please". Ashwin's words were a surprise for Jagger. "Ashwin. Baby". "Please Jag. I want to feel you. I want to replace all the touches with you. I want to clean myself. Touch me. Please. Or am I too dirty for you to touch me"? Ashwin said and his words were a stab in Jagger's heart. He embraced him tight.

well… Standing there, in front of his statue-worthy body, I felt my knees go weak, my breaths coming out all funny. Henry's grin turned devilish. "Wanna touch?" Before I could even answer, he took my hand and moved it toward... well... Truth be told, that was my first-ever encounter with a guy's private parts in all eighteen years of my existence. My eyes went wide as saucers, and just as I was about to make contact, my hand snapped back like it had a mind of its own.

I cried out at the sudden intrusion and he crashed his lips against mine, trapping the sound in his mouth. “Hmm, so fucking wet for me”. He hummed against my lips, tightening his grip on my neck as he fucked me with his finger. I gripped the edge of the pool table using it as leverage as I rocked back against his finger. I lowered my gaze to where our bodies met and my lips trembled at the sight of his finger moving inside and outside of me. I was aware of him watching my every movement but I was too drunk with pleasure to care. His mouth fell on my breasts and I moaned when his lips latched on a nipple and sucked it into his mouth as he replaced a finger with two.

Alland pumped his fingers at a steady pace, moans and sighs escaped the girl’s lips. “Ah yash sir I want to cum please,” Camella said. Alland felt Camella’s property was twitching, a sign that the girl was about to reach her peak. Now the girl’s body was contorting with the hands still held by Alland, her eyes already watering with passion. Alland likes this view. Just as Camella was about to reach the peak of her pleasure, Alland removed his finger from it. He untied Camella’s hand. The girl widened her eyes in shock.