Amantes De Una Noche Novels & Stories

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?

Alex burrows closer, like she knows exactly what I’m thinking. She’s crying. Quiet, controlled, trying to hide it from me. But I feel it in the way her shoulders twitch. My throat burns. My chest aches. I press another kiss to her hair, slow and steady, like it’s the last thing I’ll ever do. “Ti amo,” I whisper against her forehead. She doesn’t answer. But her hand finds mine in the dark. And that’s enough. ———— Damian It’s almost 3 a.m. when I get back to the condo. I’m hoping Sareena is already fast asleep, because I still don’t know how to tell her what is going on with Gabriella and Sophia.

Elena One night. One night with no drama, no fighting for our lives, and definitely no one dying. Just one night to snuggle into bed with all three of my mates, surrounded by their delicious scents and enjoying finally all being back together. It doesn’t seem too much to ask.

Just one night Intro- Gandi has a burning desire for Amanda. “What do you want?”She asks trembling as she stared at him hesitantly. “I want to lie right next to you and make love to you, Amanda,” he says in a confident and strong voice. His words brought on that funny feeling in her stomach again, and she felt the first traces of a deep blush creeping up her cheeks. She was grateful the room was so dark so as to not embarass herself. "I'm not in the mood for any of your silly games"She says..

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

Of course, it can't be, and I hold on to the last hope that it's not him since he hasn't turned his face to me. But of course, it is. It's him. The only man I've thought of the past few months, that's had me writhing in bed at 3 am without being able to tell Jose what's going on. The man who in one night, spoilt me for any other man. I see him as he turns his face towards me. His lips are still so familiar even though we're miles apart, his hands tough and soft at the same time, I see the texture from where I stand. His face, his body, oh God and such a beautiful body it is, I remember how he held me so tightly thrust after thrust, how he held me as if I were a princess, how he whispered swe

queen Amirah asked, delighted to have some mother-daughter time. “I am just staying for the fudge popcorn so you can choose the movie,” Ami said with a smile. Ami spent the night with her mother, Deacon spent the night pining over Jessica, Michael spent the night making love to Ann, and Katelina spent the night in the dungeons with Paris while Torvald kept to himself.

He was really experienced at being so horny this time. In this lustful evening the stranger shares One Night of Passion. He then said, "Ughhhh, ahhh, I will be Cumming, and he just continued to move. " Fucked, fucked, fucked!!! "I'm cumming," he said, While pulling his penis on my ass, and he started to play with it using his hand until he cum in my stomach. "Ughhhhhh, ahhhhhh" was his word. A big explosion of his cum is already on my stomach; I touch it while inhaling and exhaling. I was looking at him and he was smiling at me.

Last night, instead of dreaming about the woman I was supposed to marry, I had a wet dream about that dumb maid—Ella. I woke up in a sweat, heart pounding, images of her flashing through my head. We had sex everywhere—kitchen, balcony, bathroom—hell, it was in Vegas, of all places. I’d decided not to sleep anymore if this was how my mind wanted to play. I mean, who the hell dreams about fucking a servant in Vegas the night before their wedding?

Dimitri suddenly said as he pulled his pants up, “Be my woman. I will not have any night services from other women anymore except for the ritual.” “I will not be your woman,” Amanda replied with conviction, feeling kind of disappointed as she pulled her night dress back up, “I will never be anybody’s woman. I am my own person.” “Too bad,” Dimitri replied as he turned away from Amanda to sleep, “The ritual would not allow another round. But I would like to do it more often with you in the future. But I guess not.” Amanda turned towards the opposite direction.