Trembled Definition Novels & Stories

My breath is coming out in harsh, broken gasps, my limbs are trembling, and I have nothing left. I stop fighting. I back away, curling into myself, pressing into the corner like I can disappear into the walls. My body is shaking so badly I can’t control it. Trevor exhales like I’m exhausting him, like I’m a child throwing a tantrum. He crouches down in front of me, close enough that I can feel his presence, the weight of him in this tiny, suffocating room. Then he says it. “This can go two ways.”

My body trembled. The leather strap cut into my wrists. The pain fueled my lust. I pushed back. I took him deeper. My entire body shook on the edge. He slowed down. He teased me with shallow thrusts. The head tapped the wall of my ass. He kept me teetering. The vibration from his earlier touch lingered.

I felt like I was breaking, yet somehow being mended all at once. I wanted to reach for him, but my hands shook so violently I could barely move them. My lips trembled, quivering into an unformed whisper, aching to say something I couldn’t even put into words. My whole body was trembling, overwhelmed by longing, fear, love, and a desperate need to know that this moment—this miracle—was real.

My hand started to tremble again. “Are you that scared that I won’t be wake up again that until now you are trembling? Look at me now; look at me in your heart content that I’m okay and I will be on your side from now on.” He smiles and hold my trembling hand, “you don’t need to be scare and nervous anymore, Clever.”

His breathing quickened, his chest heaving as if he were gasping for air. His arm trembled under my grip, his fingers clawing at my skin, trying to break free. His other hand flailed in the air, as if trying to fend off an invisible attacker. His whole body seemed to vibrate with fear, as if he were a leaf caught in a storm.

I feel weird. I won’t deny the fact that I feel completely lost with his touches. I feel like I melt just like an ice in front of his touches but along with the pleasure, a sudden and quick fear covers all over my body making my body shiver with anxiety and fear that I start to tremble all of a sudden. “Zara! What’s wrong?” he asks as he sees me trembling all over.

making my body tremble even more I wanted to move, to do something—anything—but my legs wouldn’t obey me. I stood there like a statue, my hands trembling as I clutched them against my chest. Behind me, Lucas remained silent. I glanced back at him, hoping he would say something, do something to take charge of the situation, but he just stood there. His face was unreadable, his eyes dark and stormy.

My body trembled so much it almost didn’t feel like mine anymore. Heat coiled low inside me, tight and urgent, building until I couldn’t hold it back. I gasped for air, my head falling back, my wet hair sticking to my neck. His eyes never left me, and that alone made the ache sharper, hotter. I thrust my fingers harder, curling them inside me, rubbing my clit with my thumb until I was shaking. The pleasure came suddenly and violently, slamming into me like a wave. My mouth opened in a silent cry as my body arched, trembling from head to toe, my fingers still moving as my climax ripped through me.

Following that, his constant shaking was fading. He had long been accustomed to the strong involuntary tremor because of his disease. However, he could barely react even when his tremor slowed down significantly. Moreover, everything and everyone around him was motionless. He couldn’t find a suitable reference to judge if his shaking had lessened, or if his senses had slowed. He wasn’t the only one confused. Everyone else was equally puzzled. They saw the tycoon’s tremor visibly fading at once, but they couldn’t confirm their judgement. Many were unsure if they saw things wrongly.

My body trembles with the effort to hold back. I hover there. Shaking. Leaking onto his chin. Craving that explosive release more than anything.