Touch My Wife Novels & Stories

First- I need to make love to my wife and let her know how much I love her. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

The guide nodded and flashed my WIFE a fucking smile. “Take my hand, sir.” Another own say in front of me, which I fucking ignore and attempt to myself. Well, it didn't work out, and soon, I was forced to get up with his help. I looked over my shoulder now, and my wife was having a full-blown conversation with another man—A man now holding both of her hands. I didn't just cross to the fucking end of the earth. Break my no-contact rule with my worst enemy and revisit my traumatizing past to stop any man from touching what's mine so that he could.

I am ready to give him myself because he is my husband now and it's his right to touch me and I am not stopping him. . . . . .

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

We drank and talked as the night got going, while Troy kept on touching my creamy white legs. Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate. It was a text message from my husband saying, "Babe, what the fuck is Troy doing? Touching your legs like that! Tell him to stop or I will!"

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

She ran her hands from abs to abs, gathering her body up at the same time. She grinned, turning embarrassedly red. " Husband, I woke up when you touched me. " " Touched you? Ofcourse I touched you. Ain't you my wife? " He raised her chin. Leaning against her, he tenderly bit her ears. " I could touch my wife whenever I want_ " He was intentionally deeper than usual. He kissed the blush off her cheeks. " You are mine now, Ciara. Everything belongs to me_ " " I could kiss you, touch you because you are my wife, Ciara. "

“I wish to fulfill Liam’s wish to grow a real bosom.” As I spoke, I felt the ring on my thumb become hot. Then, immediately after, a robotic voice echoed in my mind. “Your wish has been received. Because I don’t have any experience in this area, I will need to research it for a while. I will fulfill the wish in seven days.” I could not help but smile. The seventh day happened to be the day where all the family members gathered.

Struggling to get herself out of my hold. “You are my wife and Mrs Hatt outside, i can’t let you act otherwise.” I muttered for just her hearing, and whoever the person was he wasn’t damn giving up. I could feel his eyes, watching and waiting to confirm. She folds her arms together. “Use your words, don’t jump all over my face and act so extra outside. Couples fight and don’t agree too!” She added a bit of volume to her last sentence. Slipping out of my hands as she ducked to look for the voice.

Luca chuckles, putting his hands in his pockets, “My date knows that very well.” As we all laugh and the music continues to play again in the background, Athena slips her hand into mine. “Think you’ll survive the rest of tonight?” she asks, her lips brushing my jaw. “I won’t,” I admit, pulling her closer. “But one more dance can't hurt. Gives me an excuse to touch my ass.” “Alex!” My wife blushes as she hisses under her breath. I chuckle as I place my hands on her curves before sliding them behind. I bend slightly so I can whisper in her ears,