Novel & Cerita The Push

she murmured. “Now push.” My breath caught. Push? I hesitated. My wolf stirred uneasily. Careful. This wasn’t just observation anymore. This was something else. Something deeper. But the moment I hesitated— The envoy’s pressure increased again. Sharp. Insistent. Demanding. Do it. I exhaled slowly. And then— I pushed. Not physically. Not forcefully. But intentionally. Like reaching forward with something invisible. The connection surged. The thread snapped tight. And suddenly—

"So push." Suppressing a groan, Tristan let his injured hand rest on his thigh and stroked my hair. "Push, Athena. You can do it." Holding it all in, I pushed, the searing pain cutting through every vein in my body. "This hurts too much..." I sobbed, "I can't." "You have to," Tristan insisted, his gaze snapping at Sebastian, "What the hell are you doing there? I told you, you have to help her push." He hurriedly followed his instruction, applying pressure. "Athena, love, you have to push. It'll be over soon."

The mere thought and presence of him were always enough to spark a fire of fear inside her and to make her nervous as hell. "50 push-ups more Haseeb." "Bhaiiiii noo. It's too much. My arms can't bear anymore now." "Make it 75 and do them now." "Please I want a break." "Make it 100." This zipped him up and he immediately leaned on the floor already breathing heavily. Irtaza who was so engrossed in training Haseeb didn't notice Zahra's presence but as soon as he bent down for the push-ups his eyes landed on the dainty figure of her wife. He was surprised.

I'm getting humiliated every second and it's my first day on the job. Now I expected the boss to be pissed at my tardiness but what I didn't expect is this conversation with him. " You can hop all throughout the meeting for all I care ." He says dismissively. "But sir, I didn't know the venue had been shifted. " I bargain getting really frustrated . I'm not the only one apparently. The boss throws his pointer away with so much force the little thing must be broken somehow . Everyone jumps a little in fright. They give me pleading looks to stop messing with him. Even Jade tries to eye communicate with me.

Talk about cliché with handsome guys. "Summer. Hello?" Yvonne shook me hard. "Dude, are you even listening to me?" "Oh yeah, I'm sorry. I wandered off," "Yeah, you did. Anyways, I would like to introduce you to some people," She said smiling. "Summer, they are all a part of "the squad". They don't have a name because they think it's too overrated. Anyways, They are all sophomores," She pointed her finger to the guy the utmost left and began introducing, "This is Ryder Hudson, Ian Hastings, Liam Brown, Preston Miller an—"

“And you still came home with him. When you and your sister were growing up, she always brought everyone home. Friend or acquaintance or classmate but you only brought those who were special to you and It was Just Elsie and then Nadine. Look at your life, you don’t have unnecessary people in it. Your circle is very small and close. Your only two friends are Nadine and Oscar right now and I think you are this close to them because they are your colleagues.” “Mom, don’t be mean.” “I am not trying to be mean. I am simply trying to point out the fact that if Timi is in your life, then he must be very important to you. Don’t hold back and push him away like you always do.” “I don’t push people aw

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.) "Just push it in, Callum," she urged, her tone surprisingly soft and comforting, as if she knew pushing me too hard in this moment would turn me away. "My c*nt is so tight. It wants your c*ck so bad! It wants to squeeze it and smother it and make you explode and give you the greatest pleasure you've ever felt! Take it, Callum... push it in. You have earned it..." she said, appealing to my ego, shaking her butt slightly, willing me forward.

"Yоu'rе mаkіng thіѕ hаrdеr оn yourself. I tоld уоu tо rеlаx. Now take a dеер breath, аnd push оut with your аѕѕ muscles. Cоореrаtе wіth me. Dоn't mаkе mе hurt уоu." I trіеd tо dо аѕ you said, but іt wаѕn't easy. I рuѕhеd outward, the рrеѕѕurе аt my asshole buіlt tо a biting раіn, I made a lоw, аnguіѕhеd noise, аnd thеn ѕuddеnlу, wіth a quісk "pop," the head of your cock slid іnѕіdе оf mе. It fеlt ѕtrаngе, аnd the pressure wаѕ оnlу раrtіаllу rеlіеvеd. Yо u соntіnuеd pushing forward, еnсоurаgіng me wіth soft gruntіng noises. Aftеr a mіnutе, your рuѕhіng bесаmе insistent, slow thruѕtіng.

Push me, and I'll push back harder. Nia's mind raced—Vince upstairs, the White House crawling with security—but her body betrayed her. Nipples hardened against her blouse, pussy clenching at the dominance in his voice, the unapologetic press of his erection. She stomped her heel on his instep, eliciting a grunt, and twisted free, whipping around to face him.

I would give it my all but the chains would dance back to me. ‘Harder’ I was trained to push, never pull, never defense just push. Push until you there’s no one left standing. Push their defenses, push their resistance, push behind their scheme. It’s never hard enough until the floors are covered in the blood that isn’t mine. It’s never finished until there’s no opposing voice. So keep pushing harder until every other voice is silent. Adam made sure I learnt the hard way. I’ve got the scares to prove it while he had the discipline to inflict them. Never missing a moment of pure torture.