Bedtime Stories For Boyfriend Novels & Stories

"Cover it yourself. You're paying me to be silent. I've to stay in this house." "Like I care. Get out of here. Her family is so stupid." He smiled wolfishly at me. "Tonight we will sleep together. Do you want me to read to you?" I shook my head. "Come on. I will read to you. A fucking bedtime story is what you desire. I will give you one that will never be forgotten."

he whispered, his voice barely louder than a breath, "can you read me a bedtime story, please?" A tender smile graced my lips as I reached for the book he kept besides him.I settled down on the edge of his bed, and the words flowed from my lips as I read about adventurous journeys and brave heroes. Noah's eyelids grew heavier, his breaths steadier, and I knew he was drifting off to sleep. Closing the book gently, I leaned down to give him a gentle kiss on the forehead. His muttered softly, "Thank you, Princess Nanny." I gave a wide smile and I rose from my seat, dimming the overhead light and leaving his bedside lamp aglow.

That I also used that spoon just moments ago? My face heated up, and I avoided his gaze. “I'm going to the bathroom.” I quickly tell him and then I run out of the room, so as to not make a fool of myself again.. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ That night, before I left, Sophia and Franklin asked me to tell them a bedtime story. Even though I had experiences in putting Xavier and Clayton to sleep, I only knew of the story of the three little pigs and of course Cinderella but my boys weren't ever interested in that second one.

I sniped back, "Well, judging from how exhausted you are, it seems you had more than a little action last night." In response, she threw her arms around my neck and started to complain, "Ugh, don't remind me! My latest boyfriend, Adrian Slate, is three years younger than us. "He looks sweet and innocent enough on the surface, but in bed? He's a complete animal! If I hadn't begged for mercy and said I have this athletics meet today, I'm sure I wouldn't have gotten any sleep at all last night!" Then, from out of nowhere, she suddenly pulled out a bouquet.

I sighed—long, content—nuzzling my nose against the hollow of his throat. “Comfy?” he murmured, lips brushing my hairline. “Mm-hmm. Perfect.” We lay there for a minute—just breathing, hearts finding the same rhythm again. The house was quiet around us; only the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirp of crickets outside. It felt safe. It felt like ours. I tilted my head back until I could see his face in the dim light. “Daddy?” “Hmm?” “Read me a goodnight story?” I asked, voice small and babyish again. “Like… a real one. Please?”

of it, even though he’d seen them a million times before. I told him I was bored and lonely and worried about my poor, sweet boyfriend and his injured ankle. I thought maybe a blowjob would help and told him all about how I’d wrap my lips around his tip, giving him a hard, slow suck as I looked into his eyes and fluttered my lashes. That always drove him crazy, and today was no exception to the rule.

Out of the mouths of babes. "Time's up, sailors," I announced, reaching for the towels. "All hands on deck!" Getting them dried, dressed in pajamas, and settled for story time was its own special chaos. By the time I'd read "Goodnight Moon" (Alexander's choice) and "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" (Ethan's), both boys were finally yawning. "One more story," Ethan pleaded, his eyes already drooping. "Tomorrow," I promised, tucking the blanket around him. "It's late, and growing boys need sleep to get big and strong."

I ask her from the door. She yawns wide. “I’m sure, Mom.” “Good night, sweetie. We love you very much.” “Love you too.” Gabriel closes the door and lets out a tiny sigh. “No more bedtime stories? She’s growing up too fast.” I gently bump my hip against his. “Don’t worry. We’ve still got first boyfriends, learning to drive, and all the wonders of going off to college.” He grimaces. “Please don’t remind me.”

I'm that perfect girlfriend. We hopped in and I kissed Shawn. My naughty boyfriend couldn't stop licking my lips. "We could do this later." I cupped his cheeks. "Definitely," Shawn replied, biting his lips. When I looked back at Harry, there was just something about his eyes that I couldn't fathom. Was he jealous? That's not even possible. Even if there was another world, Harry will never fall for me.

He helped her dress up and dried her hair before carrying her to the bed and laid her carefully. " Do you need anything? " He asked and Phoenix nodded. " What is it? " He sat beside her. " I want to sleep on you while you read me bedtime stories " She pouted cutely and Axion couldn't hold back his laughter. He was amused by her unusual request. " Why bedtime stories? " He demanded. " I just feel like it. My mom always do that for me when I was a kid and I want to relive those moments with you. Besides, you have a library full of different books and I've been reading quite a lot of them "