Gloriana Kissed You Good Night Novels & Stories

"You're looking as hot as ever, Gloria." "You're too sweet, Rodney," Gloria said as she sucked on the straw, her bright red lipstick coloring it. "Well, hey, sweet thing," a tall, muscular black man said as he approached. "Long time no see," he said, leaning over to kiss her, his hands sliding up beneath her T-shirt to cover her hard-nippled breasts as he dueled tongues with her. "You want to dance?" he asked when he broke the kiss, his hands still filled with her breasts, her T-shirt pushed up over them.

The night ended perfectly. – Annika woke up with a smile on her face. She looked at Kurt sleeping peacefully beside her. She examined every part of his face. “I’m gonna melt if you continue staring at me.” She was startled when Kurt was awake. He laughed. “You’ve been awake and you didn’t tell me?” She couldn’t help but laugh too. Annika was very happy, she didn’t want this thing between them to end. They went outside their room to meet Clyde and Kate to eat breakfast together. “Congratulations, lovebirds!” Kate hugged Annika. Clyde was a little late, he looked sleepy when he joined them. “God. This woman is loud.” Clyde was talking about Kate. Kate rolled her eyes. “That’s called singing, M

When Charity, the seamstress walks back in, she states with a big smile on her round face, “Well, it is all taken care of. Let me just wrap it up now and then you may be on your way.” Not wanting to take the gown off, I frown and then walk into the back room so I may take it off. However, the minute I return to the display room, I notice that Jordan is standing there and talking with Mary. He turns his attention to me as soon as he sees me standing there. “Ah. There you are.” He says when he smiles at me and then waits with open arms, so he can give me a kiss. While walking over to him, I hear Mary comment, “By the way, to our earlier talk, definitely water.” In a whisper so I can barely

I pulled the sheets up to his chin, and he smiled in his sleep and snuggled into the soft material, drifting further into dreamland. I slipped out of my clothes and into the silky nightgown I had brought, sliding under the sheets next to Owen. He mumbled something as he curled up on his side, his breathing deepening. I glanced at my watch-- six-thirty. My stomach grumbled and I glanced over at Owen. It was looking like this was going to be a very quiet date night indeed. I pulled out my phone and dialed for pizza, ordering a large Hawaiian style and a large pepperoni, then turning on the TV with subtitles and the volume all the way down. At least I could catch up on my TV.

“Thank you for being there for me today,” She voiced. “Always, baby, now go back to sleep,” He whispered to her and she snuggled even closer to him. “Goodnight,” She muttered and he kissed her hair. “Good night,” He responded and closed his eyes. Whatever happens, whatever it was that he felt for her, he just wanted to keep her close like this for a long time and he would find a way to make it so.

"What is it to you?" "Just you know, we're going to an island for a festival, not a party. You don't have to doll up. It's not needed. People there wouldn't want to see your face. It will be covered in a mask." Vivian glanced at Noah, miming disbelief. She didn't let him say something more by hitting him hard on his arm. Noah moved back a little brushing his arm, pain was drawn to his face. Vivian closed the rectangular palette and closed her eyes after putting earphones on her ear.

I wish we had done this a long time ago. After Sarah and I finished washing the dishes, it was time to go to bed. I got upstairs and put on my pajamas and got ready for bed. I was now taking up my book to do my nightly reading, when I heard a clink on my window. Putting down the book again, I walked over to the window and draw the curtains open. I looked out to see Tyler at his window grinning like a Cheshire cat. I scowled at him. "Why are you always doing that?"

Aurora exclaimed, a statement that Oliver quickly countered. "No drinks allowed tonight, lady," he said sternly, addressing my friend, who pouted in response. Aurora, the vivacious one, wore a stunning gown that perfectly matched her lively personality, her eyes filled with a mischievous spark. Kim, on the other hand, sported an avant-garde ensemble that was bound to spark conversations. "Girl, your mask is intriguing. Are you hiding any secrets tonight?" she asked Kim, prompting a knowing smile from the enigmatic guest.

"Trish, stop being upset. Try some of these cookies Vivian baked for you." I turned my head away. "I'm not eating them." Zeke handed me a cookie. "Come on. Just eat it, and we'll be good. Stop throwing a tantrum, and cut it out with the nonsense about your wedding." I immediately smelled the faintest hint of mango in the cookie and quickly tossed it aside. "This is mango-flavored. Are you trying to kill me?" Zeke's expression darkened. "Trish, what are you doing? Vivian made these cookies herself. We've checked, and there's no mango in it. Stop being paranoid!"

The roses I had spent all afternoon picking were already starting to wilt, just like our six years together were coming to an end. Carl disappeared for a week. When he finally came back, he didn't say a word about where he'd been or ask how I was doing. The first thing he said was that he wanted to sleep with another woman. I didn't even know how long we sat there in silence until his phone rang on the table. It was that special ringtone he had set for Wendy Lyle. "Carl, you're still not coming?" Wendy's voice came through the phone. I tightened my fist so hard that my knuckles went white. "Carl Larson! We're not over yet!"