Couple In Hammock Novels & Stories

Mindy shrugged, then grabbed Cody’s hand to join the others. I waited for the pontoon to take off, and once it was in the middle of the lake, I made my way to where Mack had wandered. He was in a hammock amongst the trees overlooking the water, one of his legs outside of it so he could cause it to gently sway. Both his arms were behind his head while he gazed across the water, and I couldn’t stop myself from looking at him. He knew I was there but didn’t acknowledge me. “Are you ready to talk?” I quietly asked. It was dark enough for fireflies to glow, scurrying around the trees where the hammock was connected.

Oliver puts his arm around me and leads me out of the little garden. “Hey! No s*x on my hammock!!” I shout over my shoulder only to hear laughter in response. And then Sam’s “I make no promises.” faintly followed. “Please remind me to sanitize that thing.” I look up at Oliver. “They are probably not the first to bang on the hammock, Bitty.” He lifts and eyebrow at me. “Ugh! I know, but now the thought is in my head and that’s not an image I really want when I want to lay there to relax.” I scrub my hands over my face. Oliver just laughs at me again.

she replied. The two new couple hugged for a long time, and by the time they disengaged, people were all staring at them after which they gave them a standing ovation! The new couple left the park, happy and fulfilled!. The End! Please, sit back and read the second story!!

We laughed and twirled around the makeshift dance floor, our hearts beating in rhythm with the music. The night was perfect, a bubble of happiness and love that we floated in. The peaceful meadow, the star-studded sky, the melodious songs, the delicious food, the enchanting dances, and their endearing company - everything made the night unforgettable. As the night deepened, they walked me to the hammock strung up beneath the large pine tree. I curled up there, their strong arms wrapped protectively around me as we gazed at the sky littered with twinkling stars. The electricity from their touch makes it all the more wonderful.

It had been a long time since they were together, so the two spent some time between the sheets before leaving separately. Jackson had his men keep watch of Max at all times. Naturally, they had followed Max when he set out to the beauty salon. Hannah’s beauty salon had a section designated for gentlemen. The person tailing Max followed him into that area and noticed that Max went into the VIP room. Susan also arrived at the beauty salon a short while later. She seemed to know what she was doing as she walked into the VIP room Max was in. Even an idiot would know the man and the woman did not share a casual relationship when they spent such a long time in the room with only each other as com

Linda snorted from the corner, arms crossed, and jumped in with the final blow. "Officer, I can testify. This guy Jake was telling my husband at the front door—with his own mouth—that he'd offer up his wife for my husband to use. A pimp like this belongs in a ditch." Jake had nothing left to say. The drug purchase records. The signed loan contract. The livestream replay of him forcing a dog collar around my neck. It was all ironclad. Two officers stepped forward, yanked Jake's arms behind his back, and snapped the cold handcuffs shut.

He'd pressed the doll's face to his chest, one hand cradling the back of her head, while the other roamed over her body. The doll's mouth was parted slightly. She was panting, just like someone caught in a moment of passion. My blood ran cold. A second later, a mechanical voice rang out in my head. Before I could make sense of what was happening, lines of text began to flood my vision, scrolling upward one after another. "It's happening! Deedee's getting another good round of loving from Calvin tonight!" "And Laura's lying right next to them, too! It's so thrilling! Calvin's always had a thing for taking risks."

On the living-room wall hung a framed printed photo: the two of them on the beach, laughing, no visible collar, no scene poses—just two people in love with sand on their feet and sun on their faces. They had been living together for four months. The move had happened slowly, naturally: first a drawer, then a toothbrush, then entire boxes. The black leather collar remained in the nightstand drawer—used in scenes, stored with care on other days. The symbolic key Hellen had given him now hung around her neck on a thin silver chain, discreet against her collarbone.

CARISSA POV Alek and I lounged in our usual spot, our hammock. It was in our hidden little oasis we had created—a place for us to return to nature when we needed to recharge from all the political and administrative worries. I may be ready to pop with our first pup any day now, but Alek was so tall that the hammock was too short for him anyway, so he adapted to lounging with his legs on the ground to stabilize us. He was so incredibly overprotective, but I relished it. It always felt nice to know that I was protected. Alek gave me all the reassurance I could need. He was the most thoughtful and tender mate, although no one would ever know that.

"Because I refused to have a child with you?" He scoffed, hands, tightening and cutting off the blood flow in my limbs, "You threw my earring away and now you're throwing away the marriage?" His voice was deadly calm, the kind of calm that made you wonder if you were talking to a human or a storm. "I told you I didn't tamper with the condom!" I snapped. "You sure you don't want to get pregnant now?" he snarled. "I'm right here. Take it." I raised my leg and kicked. He caught my ankle mid-air and twisted it slightly.