When A Man Kisses Your Hand Novels & Stories

"You, the one who always appears in my dreams?" "Exactly. "That's me," he said, grabbing my hand and jolting the dangling IV line. "What are you doing?" , I tried to pull my hand back, but this man's grip was too strong. He yanked my hand roughly, making me squeal, but eventually fell silent. Yes, he unexpectedly kissed the back of my hand. My heart started racing the moment his lips touched the skin of my hand. "Hey, what are you doing?" I asked softly because I didn't have the energy to scream right now.

As I looked at him, he reached out and gently took my hand in his, his fingers intertwining with mine in a comforting grasp. Then, in a tender gesture, he lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to the back of my palm. The touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a surge of warmth and connection flow through me. His eyes never left mine as he kissed the back of my hand. "What's going on?" I asked, my voice laced with concern, as I scanned the somber faces before me. "Why do you all look so upset?" I pressed, my curiosity piqued by the mix of sorrow and anger etched on their features.

He had this confidence that surrounded him, and with a charming smile, he extended his hand toward her. "Good evening, my lady," he greeted, his voice sweet and smooth. "Good evening," Kira replied politely and shook his outstretched hand. To her surprise, instead of the man simply letting go of her hand, he lifted it to his lips and pressed a kiss against her knuckles. Yes it was charming and a gentlemanly gesture, but whatever reaction he may have been expecting by doing that was not what Kira showed him. She didn't even show him any emotion, her expression unreadable.

God. If I’ve met a man who kisses better I don’t recall him, and if I’ve met a man with more charisma I’ve forgotten him for my own good. This guy, he kisses like a champion. He’s gentle until he isn’t, and his hand splayed on my back feels as if it’s branded against my bare spine. It’s a good job his name isn’t actually Jace because I’d have forgotten it.

The man's big hand gently touched the girl's head, stabilized his messy breath, and coaxed her in a low voice, "Okay, get up, wash up, and get dressed, if you keep making trouble, you will catch a cold!" Corinne kissed like a drunk, her face was pink in confusion, her eyes were full of misty tears, and her little hands tightly grasped the man's drenched shirt that was clinging to the muscles of his chest, "I don't want!" The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he could not help pecking her lips again, "What don't you want? Huh?" Corinne's voice was hoarse due to lack of oxygen, "I don't want you to go!"

I didn’t want this moment to end, so I asked, “Are you leaving?” He smiled, taking my hand in his and rubbing it softly. “I have an online meeting to attend,” he explained, his voice calm and reassuring. I raised my eyebrows in surprise, but before I could say anything, he lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it gently. “I’m staying next to your room,” he uttered softly. “After freshening up, come there.” He stood up, and I couldn’t help but admire his naked body as he moved. A smile spread across my face. I still couldn’t believe he’d kissed my hand, such a simple gesture, yet it stirred something deep inside me.

I gave him my right hand to him. He grabs it, and I feel icky all of a sudden. I am know sure that this man is the worst enemy of the womankind; he holds my hand and caresses it; I tried so hard not to give him a punch on his face. “Nice to meet you, Cattleya Hunt.” And he was doing one of the worst things afterwards. He took my hand into his lips and kiss it. I pulled my hand right away and tried not to wipe his saliva from my hand, instead I gave him a grin and said goodbye to everyone in the room. When we are finally outside of the summer villa, my mouth curses a lot while asking for a hand sanitizer from one of my mates.

He nodded and noticing my scarlet cheeks, he quickly forced the words out of his mouth, "No, if you don't want to, then it's fine. I just erm . . . mum said that we should spend more time, you know." He looked so adorable when he was uncomfortable. I giggled, but at the same time I was feeling sorry for him. He ran a hand through his silky hair and in two long strides he stood in front of me. "So will you go out with me?" "Yeah, o-of course." I couldn't stop giggling and he took my right hand and kissed my knuckles gently. Immediately, I stopped giggling and blinked rapidly. He let go of my hand and chuckled. I have been kissed a lot on my knuckles as a sign of respect in the past, but this

And kissed his cheek hardly. Man:now smile and kiss my lips hard baby.. Nandu is shocked..Then she remembered his slap and tried to kiss him but he is too height..Manik laughed seeing her.. Man:kiss me soon baby.. Nandu know he will not leave her if she will not kiss him..So she hesitantly stood on his feet and encircled her hands around his neck..Manik gave I am surprised smile with impressed look..Nandu also smiled don't forget manik asked or threatened her to smile and kiss him..So she smiled and kept her lips on his..And started kissing him softly..Manik's one hand travelled to her waist and other hand to her neck and deepend the kiss and kissed her very hard

The gesture speaks volumes, conveying his devotion and the depth of his feelings. With a gentle turn of her hand, he kisses the palm, savoring the delicate touch against his lips. He then places her hand gently against the side of his face, relishing the warmth and connection it brings. In that moment, their souls intertwine, bound by a love that transcends the uncertain times they face. However, the weight of their impending fate presses upon Joe's heart, urging him to press on. With a sudden release of her hand, he takes a stroke back, his gaze filled with sincerity and determination. His hands quiver with raw emotion as he begins his impassioned speech.