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Shy No More

I could feel my pulse in my throat as I sat beside Priya on my couch. The movie credits were rolling, but neither of us moved to turn off the TV. Instead, I glanced at her and found she was already looking at me with those big brown eyes. We both quickly looked away, blushing. We'd been dating for months, two painfully shy souls orbiting each other. I knew I loved her. I also knew I wanted to make love to her. Summoning courage from some deep reserve, I gently took her hand. "Priya... would you like to stay a little longer?" I asked, voice barely above a whisper. She understood the unspoken meaning. Her cheeks turned pink, but she nodded. "I'd like that," she replied softly. My heart soared and pounded all at once. I stood on shaky legs and offered my hand to her. Fingers entwined, I led her to my bedroom down the hall, each step slow and tentative. In the gentle lamplight of my room, we faced each other unsure where to begin. Priya was fiddling with the hem of her sweater, and I realized my hands were trembling. I decided to be brave for both of us. I reached out and cupped her face, leaning in to place a delicate kiss on her lips. She sighed against my mouth, her hands coming up to rest on my chest where my heart thudded. "It's okay," I murmured, more to myself than her. With careful movements, we began to undress. I peeled off her sweater to reveal a lacy camisole underneath, her modest attempt to feel bold tonight. "You're so beautiful," I breathed, making her smile shyly. She helped me tug my t-shirt over my head, her fingers grazing my skin and leaving tingles in their wake. When we were down to our underwear, we hesitated, holding each other in a gentle embrace as if to gather strength. Priya was the one who broke the spell. She kissed me again, more firmly this time, and then reached behind herself to unclasp her bra. I exhaled in awe as it fell away, revealing her small, perfect breasts. She pressed herself to me, skin to skin, and I felt her nipples pebble against my chest. Desire flared through my nervousness. I guided us onto the bed, laying her down against the pillows. After sliding out of my boxers and her panties, I paused, drinking in the sight of her bare body for the first time. She bit her lip and nodded, eyes shining with trust and love. Slowly, I joined our bodies. The moment I entered her, Priya gasped and clutched at my shoulders. I froze, "Are you okay?" She nodded quickly, "Y-yes... just, go slow." So I moved with utter tenderness, each shallow thrust accompanied by soft whimpers from her and ragged breaths from me. The sensation was overwhelming—hot, tight, and more intimate than anything I'd ever imagined. Our hands found each other, fingers lacing as we built a gentle rhythm. We kept our eyes locked, communication flowing in shy smiles and quiet moans. Gradually, our inhibitions melted away, replaced by pure feeling. Priya’s legs wrapped around my waist, urging me a little deeper. She let out a sweet cry as pleasure washed over her features. The sight of her surrendering to the feeling tipped me over the edge. I buried my face against her neck as I came, a low groan spilling from my lips. Afterward, I realized I was shaking—not from fear anymore, but from the intensity of what we'd shared. Priya noticed and drew me down to lie beside her. "I'm here," she whispered, stroking my hair. I pulled her close, our bodies still flush with warmth. Neither of us was shy in that moment. We had given ourselves completely, and as I felt her heart beating against mine, I knew we'd never have to be afraid with each other again.

by Anastasia

contemporary romance softcore sweet

Study Partners

Maya pointed at an equation, trying to focus. "So if we carry the two..." she began, but her voice trailed off when she noticed Jordan wasn’t looking at the book at all. He was looking at her. Her heart fluttered. They had been friends since freshman year, study partners through countless exams. But tonight something felt different in the air—warm and charged. "Maya," Jordan said softly, "can I tell you something?" He reached up to tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. The gentle touch made Maya’s breath catch. "What is it?" she whispered. Jordan’s cheeks flushed, but he held her gaze. "I... I really like you. More than a friend." Maya’s lips parted in surprise. She had imagined this moment so many times. Instead of answering, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. The textbook slid off Jordan’s lap, forgotten, as he kissed her back. The kiss was sweet and a little clumsy, both of them smiling too much to properly concentrate. Jordan cupped her face in his hands, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Maya sighed happily and scooted closer, ending up half in his lap. In a tangle of nerves and excitement, their studies were abandoned altogether. Jordan’s hands found the hem of Maya’s sweater, and when she nodded her consent, he lifted it over her head. She shivered as the cool air hit her skin, but Jordan’s awed expression as he took in her lacy bra made her feel hot all over. Maya tugged at the hem of his t-shirt and he quickly pulled it off, revealing the lean torso she’d caught glimpses of during basketball games. They moved to the bed in a flurry of kisses and quiet giggles. Maya lay back against his pillows as Jordan hovered over her, both of them breathing hard. "Is this okay?" he murmured, fingers grazing the waist of her leggings. "Yes," she breathed, "please." With trembling hands, they finished undressing each other. When Jordan finally settled between her thighs, Maya let out a soft moan at the intimate contact of skin on skin. He entered her slowly, pausing when she tensed momentarily—this was new for both of them. She relaxed as he stroked her side soothingly and the discomfort gave way to a building pleasure. Jordan began to move in gentle thrusts, and Maya wrapped her arms around him, marveling that this was real. Their noses bumped and they shared a laugh even as their bodies found a mutual rhythm. It was tender and a little awkward and absolutely perfect. Maya felt pleasure spiraling within her. Jordan must have felt it too because his pace quickened slightly, their breaths mingling in gasps. When Maya came, she bit her lip to muffle a cry, clinging tightly to Jordan. He followed seconds later, a shudder running through him as he buried his face in her neck. They stayed entwined, the only sound the rustling of sheets and their slowing breaths. Jordan lifted his head, eyes shining. "Sorry we didn’t finish the chapter," he joked softly. Maya laughed and pulled him down for another soft kiss. "This was much more fun," she whispered. Curled up together under the blankets, textbooks forgotten on the floor, they knew they’d ace whatever came next—as partners in every sense of the word.

by Mohammed

new adult romance softcore sweet

Candlelight Surprise

Elaine opened the door to her apartment and gasped in delight. The living room was bathed in the gentle glow of dozens of candles, and the rich aroma of her favorite Italian dishes wafted from the kitchen. Standing amid it all was her boyfriend, Tom, wearing a proud grin. "Surprise," he said softly. Elaine felt her heart melt; she had mentioned having a hard week, and he had clearly gone all out to make her smile. They ate dinner on the floor, picnic-style among the candles. By the time dessert was finished, Elaine’s worries had long melted away, replaced by warm affection and desire. She leaned over to kiss a smudge of chocolate from Tom’s lips; one kiss turned into several, slow and languid. "You are incredible," she whispered between kisses. "I just want you to be happy," Tom replied, brushing her hair back gently. Elaine took his hand and led him to the bedroom, where more candles flickered on the nightstand. Their shadows danced on the walls as they undressed each other patiently. Tom’s hands were careful and loving as he slipped off her blouse and caressed the soft skin beneath. Elaine answered by unbuttoning his shirt, planting kisses down his chest with each inch of revealed skin. When they finally came together on the bed, it was with a sigh of contentment. Tom entered her slowly, their fingers entwined between their bodies. The lovemaking was unhurried—a gentle ebb and flow of pleasure under the candlelight. Elaine arched her back, a quiet moan escaping her as Tom filled her completely. Each movement felt like a continuation of his earlier kindness, every thrust a silent "I love you." They reached a tender climax together, Elaine burying her face in Tom’s neck as waves of bliss rolled through them. Afterwards, he pulled the covers over them and they cuddled close, watching the candle flames until they flickered out. Elaine realized she hadn’t thought about her stressful week even once in the last few hours. In Tom’s arms, by the light of the last candle, all she felt was love.

by Marcus

contemporary romance softcore sweet