All Chapters of Forbidden dreams : A collection of short steamy stories : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I stood infront of Howell, still wondering how he showed up at the right-wrong time.He wore a pair of grey sweatpants that revealed the print of his lengthy manhood. On top, he had a black vest on with it's sleeves cut high, revealing his broad chest and perfectly toned torso and arms.Juls was definitely really lucky, because, how bad could he be? Nobody was perfect, right? He couldn't be as bad as she painted him to be.I gulped down the lump in my throat as I took in his appearance. He was very handsome and radiated raw male energy, making him so hot and sexy.“Emily, where's Julietta? I really need to see her.” His deep voice rumbled, pulling me out of my daydream.“Uhm… I… no. I mean, yes. She went out with her colleagues at work.” I said pulling myself back to composure.“Oh. Do you know where to? Or when she'll be back?” he asked.“No. I didn't bother asking for deets.” I shrugged. “She has these outings often. It's… eight pm now, she should be back before twelve. I can't tell

Noa stepped into the elevator, her eyes fixed on her phone as tears streamed down her cheeks. On the screen played a video she wished she had never seen—her boyfriend, Rodney, with another woman. She didn’t know who sent it, and honestly, she didn’t care to find out.She sniffled, her chest tightening as quiet sobs escaped her lips. Completely lost in her emotions, she didn’t notice the two men sharing the elevator with her. One glanced at her with mild concern, while the other remained distant and unreadable.The elevator chimed, and the men stepped out first. Only then did Noa realize she hadn’t been alone.“Shit,” she muttered under her breath, watching them walk ahead, deep in conversation as one spoke and the other listened.For a brief moment, she wondered what they thought of her, crying like a child the entire ride. But then she dismissed it. It didn’t matter. She would likely never see them again, and she hadn’t even looked closely enough to recognize them if she did.The men

Tristan was still running his hand in Noa's hair when she raised her knee up a bit, grazing into his painful erection that was pressing against her vagina. He held his breath and stopped stroking her for a few seconds before resuming.She pushed his chest back a bit so she could look at his face. And he looked down at hers. Realization that one of his hands rubbed against her bare back. He stopped everything he was doing but didn't move his hands off her body.Her face was more puffy now but Tristan found her extremely beautiful regardless. Her hazel eyes bore into his like he was gazing into beautiful complex layers of brown wood. She on the other hand took in his almost perfectly handsome looks. He was fully dressed so his body wasn't exposed like hers.Tristan felt the urge to kiss her. He didn't know why but he wanted to. To taste her plump pink lips. He tore his gaze from her eyes then to her lips and back. His dick jerked at the thought and Noa didn't miss it. She didn't miss hi

Noa left Tristan's apartment very early. She checked out of the hotel and went back to the place she dreaded to call home.She stood with her hands crossed over her chest listening to Rodney give his cock and bull explanation and apology. She waited for him to finish and told him it was okay. Rodney was shocked that she didn't complain or cry or even curse at him as usual. They hugged and carried on like nothing ever happened. But Noa knew she was done with Rodney—emotionally, physically and even mentally. She was only just coexisting with him.Noa had work that same day and her shift was from ten in the morning to two in the afternoon. She sat in the bus, resting her head on the glass as her mind drifted back to the man she had a one night stand with. He was everything she wished Rodney was. Caring, a gentleman, clingy, knows his hand placement…She hadn't had sex in a while as Rodney was either never in the mood or had body aches at that exact time. She wondered why she kept on forg

Tristan paced the living room of his penthouse, with a glass of champagne in his hand. He was restless since Ethan left to go meet with Noa at her workplace. He knew for sure the bastard was intentionally declining his calls to raise his blood pressure.His heart skipped when he heard the door push open and Ethan walked in. “You bastard! Why weren't you picking my calls?!” He shouted and shoved Ethan's shoulder.“Exactly because of this.” Ethan said and walked past him into the lounge. He poured himself a glass of champagne and sat back on the sofa, relaxing.Tristan walked towards him exasperated.“I declined your calls because I didn't want to be under any sort of pressure. It was embarrassing enough that my phone rang every five minutes while I was talking to her” Ethan said and took a loud slurp of his drink.“Don't irritate me man. Tell me the outcome of your meeting with her already.”“Well. I met her and took permission from her superior to see her privately. I introduced mysel