Take My Hand Novels & Stories

Then put my hand in his. “Partners.”

Then Julian reached across the table and took my hand. I looked at our hands. His over mine, the Gulf light catching the lines of them. I turned my hand over and held his.

He gently brushed it away and took my hands. “Will you take me up on my offer?”

He reaches across the table and takes my hand. I almost flinch. His grip is gentle. Too gentle. The way you might handle a glass sculpture you want to own and lock away.

He stretched out his hand towards me. I smiled back, feeling a flicker of hope. Walking towards him, I took his hand, the warmth of his touch grounding me. We walked back to the car together, hand in hand, each step a little easier than the last. In the car, Bas turned to me, his voice soft. "How do you feel?" I glanced at my hand, noticing its steadiness. A small smile tugged at my lips as I raised it for him to see. "Not shaking anymore."

He guided me to one of the park benches not breaking the kiss for even a second. As I settled into the park bench, he finally let my lips go..... I started to remove my dress but his hands grabbed mine.... "let me darling" But instead of getting my clothes off.... he simply pushed me down on the bench.... then the slipped a hand up my dress.... my panties came off the next moment.... and then I felt cold fingers exploring me.... skillfully rubbing my clit.... occasionally the rubbing would stop and I would feel a finger inside me....

But, I would only enjoy my life if my mother is with me. I was waiting for his response. Should I go? But, he was just staring at me darkly. He just took the card from his pocket and came closer to me. He grabbed my left hand from his right hand and put the card in my palm, "Take this. If you need anything. There is no password." After saying this, he left. I was standing in daze. I still couldn't forget what happened right now. He just touched my hand. He grabbed it and put the card. I was blank for a moment.

With a sharp movement, he took my hand and placed it on the table. On the other hand, his other hand pulled out its claw, and without warning made a cut on his palm and then on mine.

"No, you didn't. Now are you going to brag or take me out of here?" River took my hand. "Brace yourself." And I was gone.

Her eyes widened for a brief second when she saw the paparazzi packed outside, she thought it was a simple dinner event, what the hell was a paparazzi as big as this doing here? Her line of view with the paparazzi was immediately cut off by a shadow, and when she looked up, Asher was staring down at her with a smile. "Here, hold my hand." She stared at his outstretched hand, then back at him without moving, and the smile on Asher's face faltered. "You have to hold my hand." He gritted out with clenched teeth, and Lily raised a brow. "We are in public, and I'm sure you need a hand to hold. The flashes when you come out are going to be insane."