3 Body Problem 2024 Novels & Stories

My fingers move in a familiar, circular motion over the bundle of nerves, my breathing picking up, my body tensing. What if he grabbed me instead of walking away? What if he threw me on the bed and did what we couldn’t do back at home? I would be totally at his mercy. And I’d love it. My body tenses, eyes squeezed tight. My free hand rubs my tits before I pinch my nipples, moving back and forth.

I told him, as I stood up and took off the suit I was wearing. “What are you doing now, you crazy woman?” “It's sweet of you to show what you really think of me in the end, you did not have to hide it for that long.” I unbuttoned the shirt, but stopped halfway. There was no way I was showing this man my bare body, even if it was technically his body. “You mom wants us to make babies for her, something involving sex, blah blah blah.” I explained to the dimwit. “I don't care one bit about that, the only thing on my mind is how to get over this and sign that deal…hold on, why didn't we think about Gerald, all this while?”

“You really have a bad taste in men from Adrian, who is now your sister's fiancé to Samuel who disappeared on you and now Killian your bodyguard who decided to keep you as a side piece. He was right. I was unlucky with men. But I couldn't stand there and be shamed for someone else's actions. I won't let Jordan make me feel less of myself. “It's bad enough your Dad already hired him as your bodyguard but having sex with him will surely only lead to a disaster. “ Those words dissolved deep into my bones. I had only two options now. To either burst into tears in front of Jordan or look like the victim. But that would only make me look weak.

So she said it. “We need to share our body heat. We need to share the blankets and the tarp.” She said. He sat very still. She felt the intense regard of his gaze through the gloom. Finally, he admitted it, too. “You’re right.” he said. They moved simultaneously. He picked up the tarp and started opening it. She helped. It was big, much bigger than the blankets. When it was fully opened and billowed out over both seats, he said, “I’ll sit back against the door. You sit between my legs. We can wrap two blankets and the tarp around both of us. You can take the third blanket for extra protection on your legs and feet.”

“It would have been. Except it was a pool party, and I didn’t know or would have rescheduled. You know pool parties, couples kissing and making out, some having sex in the water. It was supposed to be a fun party.” Silence descended on the living room as if Santos had stopped everything he was doing, expecting a bomb. “What happened?” he asked. I swallowed tightly and pushed on, keeping my voice as light and cheerful as ever. “My body started making demands in the middle of our friendly business talk. I wanted to fuck so bad it was in my body language. I couldn’t keep up with the conversation any longer. I blamed myself, too. I should have taken my SHD—Sexual hormone Depressant—but I took it

He asked and I noticed a bit of worry in his look. "Hi. Um, yes. Come in for a minute please." I stepped back and opened the door further for him to walk in. "You know, I'm not allowed to do that." He said and stayed where he was. "Oh Casey, come in now!" My voice wasn't loud but it had the pressure it needed to let him do so. We went to the living room. "So what is the problem Miss?" The blonde, tall and musculine man in front of me asked, a little too quietly.

I say with a smile. "Just one important thing Tina." Hans says with a sudden serious expression on his face. "What is it?" I ask curiously. "Uh, the client has a phobia of women so they want a male bodyguard." "Male? Then how do I–" I gasp as Hans nods suggestively. "You want me to be a man?!" "Come on Tina, it's not too bad. You don't usually look any different from a man anyway. Think about it. £3000 to act like a man."

Patrick's words make me huff with amusement despite feeling vexed. He's so shameless! "Oh, you don't say," I remark, folding my one arm on my chest. "So the Baron can fool around with his mistresses, his ex-wife, and God knows who else, but I can't even sleep under the same roof with another man, right?" "Mia—" "Have you considered that I could've had a threesome with Bill and Red together if your problem is the fact that I'm with one of them alone?" I mutter, highly annoyed by his patronizing and overbearing persona.

Why is it that no matter how hard I try to keep moving forward, something keeps holding me back? This thought twists around my mind on a continuous loop, much like an infinity symbol. I am supposed to be meeting Dr Grohl today but for the first time ever I have decided to blow it off. Maybe it is the constant nausea I woke up with, or the headache that is threatening to crush my skull, but all I know is that I cannot face questions about what makes me happy today.

This young woman was way too bold! She reached out and fondled gently. I clamped my thighs tightly around her, fighting against the natural urges rising within me. Shanine was truly good at this. Each time she touched me, I would feel a wave of pleasure running through my body like numbing electricity. I did my best to stop my body from reacting. Carl put down his fork and asked, "What's wrong, Dad? Are you unwell?" I put on a calm face and answered, "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just..."