Cuento Para Dormir A Mi Novia Novels & Stories

I hold her tight our bodies still joined. "I love you too",she sobs and I lay there holding my mate. I knew she loved she she mumbled it in her sleep almost every night. I lay us to cuddle my cock still in her and it feels nice but I know I need to take it out. I ease back my cock slipping out and cover us up so we can sleep. Ger eyes droop making me laugh and she mumbles in her sleep again.

They spoke in the silent language of lovers, a dance of fingers and whispers that conveyed more than words ever could. "I feel complete with you," VJ confessed, his voice a gentle murmur in the quiet night. Maya smiled, her eyes dancing with affection. "And I with you, my love. Our journey has been nothing short of extraordinary." As they drifted into the realm of dreams, the moon continued to watch over their love story—a story that unfolded in chapters of joy, challenges, and unwavering commitment. The night whispered promises of a tomorrow filled with new adventures, a continuum of the love that had blossomed into a beautiful family tale.

We only decide to stop when both of us aren't able to move anymore, and we hear the first people heading down for breakfast. My Love, MY WIFE falls asleep with her head on my chest, and I wrap my arms tight around her before falling asleep myself.

Using the remote control, he turns off the lights. “Well that’s going to change. You’re my wife. We should be sharing a bed” “But…” He shushes me by turning me around and spooning me. My ass is right over his crotch, and his arm is wrapped tightly around my waist. It’s not uncomfortable, but it’s new, so I'm tense. “Will you just relax and sleep?” he whispers against the back of my neck, making me shiver. I force myself to relax. Within minutes, he’s out. I stay awake for hours, but eventually I fall asleep.

A habit Adalberto inherited. 'Okay,' I murmured, 'I'm still horny, but I'm so tired.' I murmured drowsily, going back to sleep. He laid on the bed with stomach down. He pulled me into his warmth by my waist, entwining our legs together and resting his head on my shoulder. 'I love you, Cookie.' 'Love you too, Coco.' I smiled as I slowly dozed off, happy that it was just us for the night. 'Psst, daddy, shift,' I heard Cookie whisper. Never mind.

Seeing the cute little creature lying down, her heart warmed. Many things had happened beyond her expectations since the night before. “Go to sleep,” she said, turning off the ceiling light and leaving only the lamp on. Mateo blinked, clearly showing that he was not sleepy, and Helena began to feel a headache coming on. Apparently, children only slept if someone told them a story. She shrugged, resigned. “I don't know how to tell stories... How about if I sing you a song?” Mateo's eyes sparkled with anticipation, and he nodded excitedly.

I whispered, poking his ribs. “Night, cockslut,” he shot back, voice already sleepy. We turned our backs to each other, shoulders still touching, and pretended to fall asleep while the carpet dried downstairs and the house stayed blissfully quiet. My pussy ached in the best way, cum still leaking slow and steady into my fresh panties. I fell asleep to the sound of his breathing and dreamed of next Friday’s movie night—wondering what random pick would really be playing when we hit play.

I encouraged her to come in “Sorry, I could feel you being unsettled and thought it would help us both sleep if we were together, I know it’s not traditional but I can’t sleep without your touch.” She tell me quite nervously I assured her that I was the same, in need of her touch and scent to relax. But I also assure her that I won’t be pestering her for anything other than a cuddle. We need the sleep for the busy day. When she climbs into bed and pushes up against me it’s like an instant sleep remedy. I don’t think any of us stay awake long and we wake the next morning to a gentle knock on the door by a house maid.

I reply with equal vigor. I feel the bed dip behind me, before I am lifted off it bridal style. After cleaning up, I feel so, so sleepy. “Let’s get our mate to bed”. Aiden mumbles against my neck, before lifting me up against his chest. When I am nestled in cozily between my mates, I find myself drifting off immediately. This is just too perfect. ** The next day *

The air crackled with an irresistible energy, and I knew this would be a night to remember—a night of passion and profound connection. My wife, exhausted from our shared intimacy, succumbed to sleep. I carefully carried her back to the mansion, guided by the moonlight. Her weight was insignificant, and I cherished the sight of her peacefully slumbering in my arms. Our love had been consummated, and I couldn't help but hope that she found as much satisfaction in our union as I did. With a smirk, I reveled in the knowledge that I had given my all to our love.