The Senses of Love

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Chapter 4


The Touch of Love

Nyota's POV:

You know, Vulcans have touch telepathy, and I am married to one.

His hands are receptors, they lay on my shoulders, the tips send out tiny sparks that light up my skin, sending a sensation throughout my body. It ignited my lips that I let out a small gasp, my breath caught in my lungs. My eyes close as his fingertips glide from my shoulder to shoulder, sending more tingling sensations through my body. My lips part again from his ministration, my breathing becomes quick. His lips touch my left cheek, another spark lights up my mind.

Then his fingers dance down my arm, and the tingles spread through them, and warmth comes to the surface of my body. My hand reaches for his face to caress his cheeks, his eyes widen from them. A smile forms on my lips as my hands embrace the back of his neck, drawing him closer until our lips meet. His lips are hot, his cheeks are tender, oh how they feel against me. He is my all, my love, and my everything. The warmth of his hands heats up my body to a sensual high, I moan to his touch.

He is like no other lover, as he glides his hands from my shoulders, arms and then stimulates my bare breasts; I moan again as fingertips touch them so slightly making my whole body jump with anticipation. Who knew that those receptors in the tips of his fingers can torment a woman's body into submission, and seduction. My Spock can and he does, his touch leaves me senseless, screaming to be satisfied Just from his touch!


Spock's POV:

I don't know why I'm drawn to touch her, touch her...everywhere. My fingers elevated just enough to feel the tingling sensation of her skin. When I am in contact with her skin, my internal mind is overstimulated by my ancestral thoughts. Thoughts of uncontrolled passion that sleeps dormant, But when I touch her smooth skin that reminds me of the forbidden chocolate taste, I am beyond logic. My lips graze her shoulder and the sensation is enlightened again. I can't control myself. I can hear the soft moans as my hands dance down her abdomen, I press down on her tight muscular abs of her stomach, that one day store our children. Our children. I lay my head on her taut muscles hoping one day to fill the emptiness of our future. I feel the warmth of her abdomen rising up and down, giving me hope.

Then her fingers align with mine and her love is transferred from our touch, I feel the energy surging down from her touch, to my arms, chest, and to the side where my heart beats fast, faster for her "MINE" From her touch my breathing increased. My beast inside me sits up ready to pounce, ready to mate. I feel her hands caressing my hair, down my face calming the beast within. Her hands touch my side where my heart beats only for her, soothing the ache inside. She was created for me, to feel the longing of all my senses, but her touch has made me express those hidden things. Her touch, her touch alone is endless to me.


A/N:

Hello my followers, I wanted to share my special day with you. It's my birthday and I wanted to celebrate with you by giving you extra chapters to read. It's a milestone! Enjoy the extra reading and I hope you like them and leave feedback. Thanks for enjoying my stories. Uhura the 9th 03/02/2022