Touch And Feel Novels & Stories

This is just a simple and innocent request yet my mind is filled with numerous thoughts. I reluctantly give my hand in his big palm and as soon as he wraps his fingers around my small hand, I feel sparks erupting under my skin. I feel butterflies fluttering their wings inside my stomach and it feels too pleasant to lose contact. I feel my heart making a jump inside my chest. All this feels so good. Just a moment passed and I felt hundreds of emotions just by a touch of him. It is like he affects the depth of mine. It feels like he sends something so wild through his touch to me. It is mysterious, just like magic. He made me feel so much just by a single innocent touch of his. As if my soul d

He couldn't resist touching her, he found her skin so soft under his touch and traced lines on her waist. He could see her struggling to resist his touch but her body betrayed her, she found herself leaning back for him. His hand wandered up and down her back as she bit down on her lips so as not to remove any sound. She wanted to remain strong and remain in control. She couldn't let him know that she was affected by his touch but the more he gave his attention to her back alone, the more she yearned for him to touch her front too. She wanted his hands everywhere in her body driving her out of her senses.

Their touch was like a drug, sending shivers down my spine and leaving me craving for more. As their hands roamed over my body, I felt a sense of vulnerability that was both thrilling and frightening. But at the same time, I knew that I could trust them completely. As Kazimir's gentle and loving touch sent shivers down my spine, I couldn't help but compare it with Kallum's urgent and demanding touch. Kazimir's touch was like a caress, each movement deliberate and careful, as if he was trying to memorize every curve and contour of my body. But Kallum's touch was wild and unrestrained as if he couldn't get enough of me. For a moment, we were lost in our own world, oblivious to everything else

The anticipation crackled in the air, the tension between us becoming almost palpable. His hands reached out, gently caressing my cheek, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I closed my eyes, relishing the sensation of his touch. Every brush of his fingertips against my skin felt like a delicate dance, a silent promise of what was to come. His touch was electric, igniting a fire within me that I could no longer contain.

Her touch was electric, and when she slowly lowered herself onto me, I nearly lost it. The sensation of her sinking down onto my length was indescribable. She was so wet, so tight, and the way her body enveloped me made my vision blur with pure, unfiltered pleasure. She moved slowly at first, her hands sliding up my chest. Her touch was firm but soft, her nails dragging lightly against my skin. When she took my hands and placed them on her breasts, I groaned again. Her nipples were hard, begging for attention, and I obliged, squeezing them hard as she began to move.

Wait to do what you want with me! She swallowed first but then gasped when Adam’s body bumped her from behind. My God. She prayed silently. His palms are on her tummy, touching her sensually. Sensually? She doesn’t know that terminology but her mind suddenly opened up for things she’s not aware of before. If the way he touches her can’t necessarily be described as sensual, then what word will describe it even better? It’s kind of different because his touch gives her unexplainable feeling, instead it makes her want to say yes to all the things he wants to do to her.

His hands moved towards her breasts, cupping them gently in his palms. Gloria's breath hitched as she surrendered to the intoxicating sensation of Lawrence's touch. The warmth of his hands against her breasts ignited a fire within her, making her yearn for more. Gloria let out a soft gasp, her body responding to his touch. Lawrence's fingers expertly teased and caressed her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

"If only I could express my love better... 'cause all I want right now is to just..." Jeremy pressed his nose at the nook of her neck and took in a deep breath. His hand around her waist, gently traveled up. His middle finger traced up her spine and his thumb slowly climbed over her abdomen. Jacques Felt a jolt of pleasure rising in her lower abdomen just by the touch of his fingers. She knew people in love would like to touch their partner and it is normal for him to want to touch her. And if she doesn't mind his touches and if she gets excited by his touches, what does that mean?

“Be still. I won’t hurt you until you make me.” Goosebumps pebble my flesh when he slowly parts my folds and slips his index and middle finger inside me. There is no build up, no foreplay. His touch is gentle, but the intrusion itself is rough, consuming like he’s trying to claim a part of me. The sensation overwhelms me in an instant. Fear, hate, and loneliness all swirl together into one unwanted feeling.

she asked openly frightened. She felt her body being stirred as someone underneath her starts to move. Arms gently circled around her frame. There was something so breath-takingly electrified in that touch…over familiar that she felt her whole-body calming making her breathe slow and easy. Maya felt calm… She felt unbelievable trust… Her emotions were completely scrambled but she breathlessly waited…