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“The one who touches you will hold their heart in their hands.” I hung up the call, took the bottle of champagne in the limo, and drank.

Just the slightest touch from her sets me off, her hand on my skin might kill me. “I don’t want to hurt you.” She whispers and owns a part of my heart again. “You won’t.” right now, her not touching me will hurt more than the sweet torture that will come with her touch knowing we will stop. I let go of her and take a small step back, I join her hands with mine and bring it up to my chest. I place it over my heart, letting her feel the beat, every single thump that belongs to her. She sighs, I groan when I let my hands fall to my sides and she releases her hand, letting her palm lay flat there.

But it was impossible to forget how soothing his voice was. Then his touch, his lips on my skin, the way he looked at me like he actually saw me, not the rich, spoiled brat everyone knows... It meant everything to me. But he was gone now, and I had to accept that it was just a fling and nothing else. For a second, I nurtured the thought of stopping this car and disappearing, but that too was a joke... My last name is Sterling, and vanishing isn't part of the privileges I get to enjoy.

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“Yes… You can touch me again.” He peeks at my lip playfully after hearing my response, and I almost want to smile because it feels like I’ve overcome a difficult obstacle. All this made me breathless like I’ve run a marathon. Is this how you should feel when having sex with someone you love? Everything Elliot has done so far has no words that I can describe, and it might not even make sense if I tried, but all of this is just the beginning. I want him, and he wants me. It sounds so childish, but it gives me these butterflies in my stomach, and I know he feels the same way. He’s touched every inch of me because going further and it would be odd for others if they heard that it was the best fe

Darius gave a fake throat-clearing sound, and extended his palm. I placed mine in his gently, and the touch sent a spark of heat racing up my body. It suddenly seemed like everything in me was alive and yearning for his touch. His palm, although calloused, was tender, and warm, enveloping mine beautifully. I rested my other hand lightly on his chest, and was surprised to feel the thumping of his heart under hard muscle that sent excitement racking through me.

The dress felt a bit too bold and wild for my taste, but I was willing to step out of my comfort zone for Henry. It was too late to try anything tonight, though. Henry was probably fast asleep. I would have to wait until tomorrow. In the midst of a dreamy haze, I half-opened my eyes. There was Henry, right by my bed, gently stroking my cheek. His touch sent my head spinning, igniting a fire within me. As his fingers brushed past my lips, I could not resist and took them into my mouth. To my surprise, Henry did not pull away. Instead, he gazed down at me with a look of pure adoration. "You like that?"

I slowly place my head on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart against my ear. His touch around my waist sends shivers down my spine, making me feel both alive and vulnerable. I don't want to break away from his embrace. "Mate," his cold voice rings through my ears, causing a chill to run down my spine. But as he places his warm hand on my cheek, I close my eyes and let myself melt into his touch. *Moonhowler*

Prince Mano listed a few things. “Is that it?” Gina wondered. “Silver, garlic, and crosses don’t have any effect on them and neither does a stake to the heart since they don’t have a heart,” Prince Mano continued. “I definitely have a heart! After moving fast, I can feel it pounding in my ears, listen!” Gina jumped up and in a blink of an eye kneeled in front of prince Mano, pressing his head against her chest.

It was just that before this moment, she'd chosen to play deaf and turn a blind eye. As long as her heart wasn't with me, anything I did was nothing more than a futile effort. "When I was calling you in the rain, in whose arms were you lying?"