Falling In Love With A One Night Stand Novels & Stories

Okay" Cassian said slowly before walking out of the room with the card in his hands. I fell flat in the bed and pulled the blanket over my body and signed. ******************** As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling,I couldn't help but think about the events of the previous night.A handsome stranger with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile. It was a one night stand, pure and simple. No strings attached, no expectations. Just two people, lost in the moment, seeking pleasure and connection. But in the middle of the night when I looked over at the stranger, now sleeping peacefully beside me, I felt a pang of regret. I just wish I didn't work as a sex worker and had met him in a different w

He had littered her with hickeys. “Well, I am twenty-nine, not nineteen, nor a minor,” she said with a frown. “Look, I am sorry, okay. I was not planning on getting on with anyone. I was just curious about you. One thing led to another, and here we are. I should not have done that.” Thomas could not deny he was attracted to her, but he instinctively thought that if a girl was keeping her virginity until 29, it was not to waste it on a one-night stand. He did not want to mess her up.

As we lay in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I knew that I never wanted to let her go. This is me having a one night stand with an unknowns hot lady

Then suddenly she stood up and was all over the house jumping and shouting in glee like a crazed person. " My best friend just had a one-night stand! Can you believe that? How was he? Was he handsome? He had a mansion which means he is rich, but tell me, why did you run away?" At that, she quickly came to settle back on the couch wanting more story.

Gods, if only a bolt of lightning would strike him down right now. Inside the bathroom, Florence stood beneath the shower, water cascading over her trembling body. She traced the marks scattered across her skin—kiss marks that told a story she both hated and cherished. She cried. She laughed. Her heart broke even as it fluttered. Her first time had been with the man she loved. But he didn't love her back. Before last night, she would have kept chasing Alex, hoping he would one day love her in return. Now? No. She didn't want his love born of guilt or obligation.

I felt nauseous, he hurriedly stood up and caught my hands. “ Please wait. Let's watch the movie.” Nothing was getting into my ear, only his words buzzed over and over again as my chest hammered and my breathing hitched in disbelief. I couldn't believe he would say something like that, I whispered in shock, “ One night stand.” His eyes became bulged, red and I didn't know if it was anger or tears about to pour from them. I wanted to be quiet, I didn't want to say a word but I couldn't bear it, I had to say something so I sputtered like a tap,

“If you find the right guy tonight, you won’t hold back, if you want to take things further.” “Eww, Risa! I don’t like the whole one night stand thingy.” I whined. “No one said it has to be for one night!” She rolled her eyes at me. “But at least get started!” “Alright, let’s just say that I do find some hot guy tonight who is a gentleman and the loving and caring type,” I air quoted with my fingers while mentally rolling my eyes. “Only then will I decide if I want to go ahead with this crazy theory of yours.”

JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND ALEKSANDER'S POV The air was bitterly cold tonight, and my mood was sour enough to match. A gust of wind ruffled my hair and I groaned with irritation as I swiped my hand through it before reaching into my front pocket and pulled out my cigarette. "No, Aleksander, we don't have time for that. We're already late! We've missed half the damn show", Before l could light the cigarette, my business partner, Nikolai shoved at my shoulder and kept walking towards the theater.

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.

Of course, it can't be, and I hold on to the last hope that it's not him since he hasn't turned his face to me. But of course, it is. It's him. The only man I've thought of the past few months, that's had me writhing in bed at 3 am without being able to tell Jose what's going on. The man who in one night, spoilt me for any other man. I see him as he turns his face towards me. His lips are still so familiar even though we're miles apart, his hands tough and soft at the same time, I see the texture from where I stand. His face, his body, oh God and such a beautiful body it is, I remember how he held me so tightly thrust after thrust, how he held me as if I were a princess, how he whispered swe