Novel & Cerita A Summer Affair Series

“I did not complete the sentence, because Gahn held my face passionately and planted her lips on mine for almost ten seconds. “Can you keep a ecret, Pierre?” “Yes,, sure… why not?” I asked while staring at her lips. “I don’t ever want another person to know about us and our affair… please.” I breathed deeply and looked away for a moment, while the standing fan blew Gahn’s hair across her face. The next moment, thoughts of Swiss chocolate filled my mind, and I even remembered the taste of Elo’s skin. “Sure, no problem. What happens in Old Boys Hostel, stays in Old Boys Hostel.”

I just could not get enough of him and immediately I kissed him again and again. All the while, Ulfred had a small smile on his face as he looked at me. I knew I was his mate and all he told me was that he wanted me. As he ascended the stairs, I could feel my body burn wherever we had contact. The spark and mate pull between us was obvious and I could not wait to undress him. In no time, we were in the bedroom and with sensual moves, Ulfred undressed me. Oh! I enjoyed every bit of that moment.

The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in that moment. Will's hands tangled in Brenda's hair, and her fingers explored the contours of his back as they stumbled toward the living room. Clothes began to fly off, pieces of fabric discarded in their wake as they pressed against each other. Every kiss deepened their connection, each touch a reminder of the secret affair they had been navigating. Time slipped away, replaced by the heat of their desire. Yet beneath the surface, a sense of urgency lingered. Will knew that they could not escape the inevitable conversation that loomed. But at that moment, their physical connection drowned out all doubts. They sealed their secret a

Elle says to me as she gets up to open the door “Oh okay then, guys what movie are we watching” I ask the guys “What were you guys planning on watching before” Marcus asks? “Oh yh Wednesday season 2” I say to Marcus “Then…let’s watch that” Marcus says and I put on N*****x on the tv “Hey princess” I hear as Josh approaches me, I can’t help but smile, I wave him over to come sit next to me. He sat next to me and we kissed “How’re you?” I ask

My gaze drifts over the crowd, searching for a distraction. Then I see him. Adrian. He’s in a different booth, surrounded by a lot of women, all laughing at his witty remarks. He has a loose, easy grace about him that I find both infuriating and fascinating. I am furious with myself for even noticing. Why is my attention not on the women who are literally throwing themselves at me? Why am I focused on a man who, moments ago, I decided I disliked? I watch him for what feels like an eternity. He leaves his booth, stumbling slightly, and makes his way toward the back of the club. The sight of his disheveled state gives me a strange, foreign pang of interest. My friends continue to harass me. I'

Jeremy pulled out and spat on the ground, “can’t even fucking get me off. Jessica, come here.” My best friend smirked as she strutted past me and lifted her dress, showing she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “Bend over and let’s show Marley how it’s done,” Jeremy slammed into her and gripped her hips, fucking her viciously. Tears dripped down my eyes and the sadistic bastard smiled as he leaned over to lick my tears away while he continued to screw Jessica. My best friend. My only friend. “Oh, fuck!” Jeremy moved impossibly fast inside her until he gave one last thrust and filled her with his semen. I turned my head away from the disturbing display, unable to stomach seeing them together

He kisses her three days later. They are on the terrace after midnight, the rest of the retreat long in bed, the summer dark warm and full of insects and the smell of cut grass. She has been watching his mouth for approximately forty minutes. When she turns to say something he is already leaning toward her and the kiss , the kiss is unhurried in a way that undoes her completely. Like a man who has decided and is in absolutely no rush now that he has. She forgets what she was going to say. She forgets several other things. * * *

I set the spoon down on the coffee table, sat back on the couch and stared at the wall. Zara and I had argued before. We had said sharp things to each other but always found our way back because that was simply what we did. But. Reid has a girlfriend? I pressed my hand flat against my knee and laughed short and sharp, entirely without humor and suddenly the couch felt dirty. Some people really had the nerve.

But she stopped talking about him after she found out about his affair with the baker's wife. Are all men unfaithful? I wondered as I locked gazes with Cosimo. He sat in front of me flashing his signature arrogant smirk. With no shame whatsoever, he eyeballed me the whole way to Porto Luce, while keeping his left arm extended on ‘Miss Top Model in Florence's’ shoulders. She was so invested in playing SweetSmash; she didn't even flinch when Cosimo adjusted his pants and re-positioned his penis. I quickly glanced away, but I could not unsee his swollen groin area.

My name was Julie Carr. I had perfect curves and soft, pale skin, and I was right at the age when a woman's beauty felt effortless and alive. And yet, a woman like me somehow ended up married to the wrong man. My husband, Colin Carr, is skinny, weak, and completely useless where it mattered most. We had been married for almost two years, and I had never once experienced what people called the joy of being a woman. Today was the breaking point. Natalie Turner, my best friend, sent me another nude photo of her husband, Scott Turner, proudly showing him off like she always did.