Novel & Cerita Bedtime Stories For Lovers

They hadn't done it since Mercedes had her last child and he couldn't wait anymore. "You can't be tired tonight," Nathan said seductively, as he slid under the blanket. "Who said I was," Mercedes responded flirtatiously. She missed him too. She climbed on top of him, covering his nipple with her moist mouth, a moan escaping Nathan when the door pushed open. Mercedes quickly rolled off Nathan to her side, hiding under the blanket when a soft voice sounded from the doorway, "Dad, can you read me a bedtime story?" It was Benedict. Mercedes pressed her lips in amusement. They were used to it but Nathan was so turned on, he didn't want to pause.

Liam was taking control, and I surrendered wholeheartedly. If Liam was a drug, then I was so much addicted to him… and I would even want us to do this every single day even though we were both restless. I wouldn’t stop enticing this Greek god in front of me, not until we both reached heaven. After a few minutes of exchanging ‘I love yous’ and moving our bodies on the same extreme rhythm, we finally reached the climax of our bedtime story. Liam rested on top of me with beads of sweat while still feeling himself inside me. We were both panting.

Liam looked toward the stars before gently kissing my forehead. "My wife." I smiled. "My husband." The night wrapped around us like an old friend. Our fingers remained intertwined. Just as they had all those years ago. Just as they were now. Just as they always would be. Because the greatest love stories... don't end with the final chapter. They live on... in every hand held... every laugh shared... every sunrise watched together... until the very last breath.

It was a night of love, passion, and deep connection—a night that marked a new chapter in their journey, a chapter filled with unyielding love and endless possibilities. In the sanctuary of their room, their love would intertwine, their souls would soar, and their hearts would beat as one. As they surrendered to the embrace of the night, they whispered promises of forever, ready to embark on a new dawn of their love story, knowing that their bond was unbreakable and their love, unfading.

She cuddled into him again waiting for him to narrate. Kayden couldn't help but smile at her innocent request, his heart swelling with affection as he caressed her back with gentle strokes. Despite the exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders, there was a sense of joy in knowing that he could bring comfort and solace to his beloved wife, even in the simplest of ways. "Hmm... a story of Handsome and the female beast," he replied, his voice soft and soothing as he began to weave a tale to lull her to sleep.

It’s almost midnight and I am getting sleepy because I drink earlier too, so I decided to lie beside her because the bed is big enough for two people. I will take a little nap to sober up while she is still asleep. I don’t know how many hours or minutes I’ve been sleeping. All I know is someone is kissing me now while sitting on my stomach. Am I dreaming? I think I am. “What are you doing.?” I asked the silhouette on top of me. The light is off so I can’t see her face properly. “It’s too hot, I need to release this feeling inside of me .” She answered with a sexy voice.

In each other's arms, we find solace, love, and the promise of a future filled with endless possibilities. We cuddle together, whispering sweet nothings and sharing dreams of life intertwined. The world fades away, leaving only the two of us and the unbreakable bond we've forged. As the night unfolds, our love story continues to evolve, chapter by chapter, with each page filled with passion, romance, and deep and abiding love.

“Forever, even in silence.” I remember our first night together, the way he trembled when he touched me, how he made love to me like he was discovering religion for the first time. He kissed every part of me like I was made of prayers. When it was over, he pressed his forehead to mine and said, “I will never let anything take you from me.” Funny how the world makes liars of lovers. Noah didn’t ask about his father much. And when he did, I’d give vague answers. “He was strong,” I’d say. “Smart. A man of big dreams.” All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie.

At this point, I could not stand being married to him anymore. Ava got up and cupped my hand in her tiny palms. “Mommy, I’ll take you to bed to get some sleep. The teachers at kindergarten always tell me that you should get some sleep if you're tired!" I felt much better when I noted how loving Ava was. With that, we went to bed. I covered us with a blanket and laid side by side. I read bedtime stories to her—something I would never run out of to tell her. At some point in the night, the rhythm of her breathing became faint and steady.

We slept on the hospital bed hugging each other like a normal couple. "Aiden, am i dreaming?? " i asked him with tear filled eyes. "Not today sweetheart!!!" he gently kissed my forehead and hugged me tightly.