Falling In Love With A One-night Stand By Melina Levine Novels & Stories

She desired to lean on his chest and breathe in his fragrance. Stacy had forgotten that she had recently gotten engaged, and now, she would not mind spending the night in Joshua's room. Stacy's love had been influenced by materialistic lust. However, in the past, Stacy had no problem ruining Julia's affections in the name of the love she asserted as her love.

I don't know if he realized that I was a virgin, but I remember him saying in a husky voice, between his own moans, “You're so tight, Scarlett…” I felt pleasure hearing my name coming out of his lips so passionately and lustfully. In his kisses, his touch, and most of all, in how he filled me completely. The climax came so many times that I lost count, just as I know he also reached the apex more than twice. Maybe the fire burning in our bodies was too intense for both of us to end the touch. Or we simply didn't want to interrupt this moment that was meant to last only one night. Yes, this is only a one-night stand.

Her heart beat against her chest rapidly like a pounding drum and it was all because of Young-mi. She tapped her Converse on the stage and took a break from the electric guitar, slinging it behind her back. Cho-ae then crouched on the front edge of the stage to make direct eye contact with Young-mi and sang into the mic with her low voice, "Every time you're near me, suddenly my heart begins to race." Young-mi matched her gaze and looked up at her, their foreheads about an inch apart. “And every time you leave, I don’t know why my heart begins to break.” They were only allowed one song each, but the crowd welcomed Cho-ae with great appreciation. But the performance felt too stretched out for

My cheeks burning in embarrassment, I tried to get him to stand, but he remained rooted to the spot. “Kayla Smith, from the first day I met you, I knew you were more than just a girlfriend. You were more than a one night stand, we had this insane connection, our bodies were meant for each other, and we thought the same thoughts, we shared the same dreams, we had the same goals and ambitions. That was when I discovered you were my soulmate, and we were destined to be together.” My complexion was turning into a fiery red in humiliation. Why did he mention the one night stand? People were bringing out their phones, and I smiled in embarrassment. What was wrong with Tristian Ravenford?

She had never regretted giving birth to the child she had borne from a one-night stand when she was drunk over a breakup. Joe clinked glasses with her, “To our daughter.” Joe continued, “Anyway, using me as a human shield finally showed its consequences. Around half a year later, the footballer guy who had asked her out cornered her close to a public library in the late evening one day. He tried to harass her, and I tried to fight him, but he was a football prodigy, and I was, well, me. He beat the crap out of me and then continued to try to kiss her forcibly.”

I step out of the shower with her still in my arms, and carry her to the bedroom, wondering how far I can push her before she stops me. Indulging in the darker parts of myself isn’t something I often do with women. The trust has to go both ways, and it rarely does. It’s why I hate one night stands. Once in the bedroom, I lower Madeleine to the floor and spin her around, pulling her flush against me. I nuzzle her neck, lapping droplets from her skin, while I wrap her breast in one hand, rolling her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I drop my free hand between her legs, parting her almost roughly before I seek out the wet warmth waiting for me there.

Melanie turned to leave, but stopped at the door. “ I will be back in the morning. Take care”. She looked at Daniela, whose eyes were still fixed on the floor, her mind a thousand miles away. Melanie barely listened to her sister's words. “ Don't do anything stupid”, She murmured,though it was more out of habit than concern. She knew Melanie and she knew how the night will unfold. Melanie didn't respond . She had heard it all before, the same tired warnings. With the wig on her hair,She opened the door and stepped into the night. The air hit her face as she walked into the glow of the street lights, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement. She adjusted her tight red

Diane was about to get off his lap when he held her still. She had no idea why he did so but She stayed back. "You're not going to give up on me until you ruin me, right?" He slowly moved his hands up her lap, caressing into her dress that hardly covered her ass. A genuine smile crept into Diane's lips as She tried to internally control her heart rate. She literally melted when his hand touched her ass. She felt so proud of herself for not putting on panties.

Hi, I'm the author behind this book "One Night Stand" and I'm happy to complete it finally after so many hardships. This book is close to my heart. And I hope we all overcome the current pandemic suituation together. "One night stand" is my second book which I wrote for four months and planned it for two months. Finally, I did it. Completed my book. I hope you liked my book and enjoyed every chapters. The book revolves around two people who live in Anaheim accidentally meet in a random club and fall in love after so many things.

I can’t believe that one night could change my whole life forever. A one-night-stand with Lysander Hitwell of all people? Why does it have to be him? Why can’t it be just someone who’s average… normal? This wouldn’t have happened if he wasn't so powerful. If he doesn’t have a sacred bloodline to protect. I heaved a deep sigh. We have the tickets. One-way. Rich booked them, and all we have to do now is leave the country. But it doesn’t feel that simple. Not when I know Alpha Reginald could still find me.