Touch My Wife Novels & Stories

I just nodded at her and went straight to our room to call my wife. When I entered our room I saw my wife sleeping peacefully. I went to the side of the bed and I sat down quietly. I look at my wife’s beautiful and peaceful face. My wife. I love you so so much. I fix her hair and touch her face. I gently caresses her face. I love you wife so much. I slowly brought my face closer to her. I moved my lips closer to her. I closed my eyes while I let my lips touch her lips.

I murmured, reaching for his tie, letting my hand brush his chest. He flicked my hand away, his tone firm, “I can do that myself.” I scrunched my nose, my brows pinching together, “Isn’t it a duty of a wife to cater for her husband?” I voiced, making another attempt to touch him again. “I said I can do it myself!” He barked, his tone making my heart lurch.

He stiffened. “Sully…” “You get naked in front of me, but I can’t touch you?” I murmured. “When you touch me, I feel the need to… ruin you,” he grumbled. His voice was hoarse and full of desire. “Ruin me? I would welcome you,” I said as I wrapped my arms around him. I touched his shaft between his legs. It was hard and ready. “I am your wife. I am telling you to take me. Am I not comely enough for you?”

Perfectly fine. "Is that her?" she said. Not a question. Cassidy glanced once. Looked back. "Yes." Helena nodded slowly. She looked at her water glass. At the condensation running down the side of it. At her own hand on the table, still and quiet and giving nothing away. Across the restaurant her husband laughed at something Camila Calloway said and reached across the table and touched her hand. Brief. Just fingertips. Just a second. But Helena saw it.

I said. " Oh, I love you... " He said. " I love you too. " I said. And we both went to eat with others. Aayushi was nowhere to be seen. We finished food and he asked me to come to the cabin. " Only if you promise, that you would not touch me... " I said. " What?? I can't even touch you?? Why? " He asked. " Because it's our office. " I said. " So?? Can't I touch my wife?? "

Thunder POV When my wife left because she was going to get something in our room I quickly pulled Jhazzy's arm. I didn't know that she was the one my wife was talking about whom she had met as a friend. I don't want them to be close to each other because I don't trust this woman. "Ouch Thunder, it hurts," she complained. "What are you doing here?" I asked urgently. "Your wife just invited me here, I can't refuse her," Jhazzy replied.

I went ahead to tap on the screen and it was only then I saw the message sent by my wife. “You have my forgiveness now and the loving husband I had few days ago disappeared. How ironic? Dinner has gone cold, have a lovely night,”

Fuck the panty, I hate drama and my right eye is twitching, which is always a sign that some fucking drama is about to go down. “Who is that?” I mouth to Victor. “My wife," he mouths back. What did I tell you? DRAMA. “You didn't inform me you're married," I whisper shout. Fucking mistake number five.

“You’re working already?” I leaned my head slightly against her arm. “Trying to.” “Trying?” I glanced back briefly. “You’re distracting.” A faint laugh escaped her immediately. “Wow. Blaming your wife already?” Wife. Even after hearing it repeatedly for the past week, the word still did something strange to me. Something grounding. Real. I reached back and pulled her closer until she moved around the chair and settled onto my lap naturally. Neither of us even thought about it anymore. Touching each other had already become ⁸.

Each kiss, each touch feels like a declaration, a claim on my very soul. He nibbles down on my tongue, and the sharp sting of pain quickly heightens my arousal before his head pulls back. “You don’t f-cking push me away.” "You…don't understand…" I'm panting so harshly that it's a miracle I can get those words out. “I understand perfectly. It’s you who doesn’t. You’re my wife. My. F-cking. Wife. Do you understand what that word means? It means we belong together, not far apart.”