If We Had 5 More Minutes Novels & Stories

I set the timer on my watch. The look on Julia's face got more determined. I could see what she was thinking. Five minutes; it's only five minutes. Surely I can hold out for five more minutes. Lisa stopped flexing her hips towards Rose's mouth. Five more minutes; that all she had to hold out. Rose stopped pushing back against my cock, though her tongue looked as busy as ever. Julia's steely eyed determination grew more and more desperate as the seconds ticked off. Two minutes was all it took.

He poured his entire heart and soul into his performance. After one minute, Larissa said, "Time's up. If you find that one minute is not enough, you are welcome to buy another!" Calvin panted as he shook his hands. "No thanks. If I can't make you remember me in a minute, then regardless of how much time I buy, it would be futile." Larissa revealed a disappointed expression. "Are you sure you don't want to buy another minute?" Calvin said firmly, "I'm sure!"

Who would believe us if someone is to us like this that we did not go all the way through? He pulls me closer and hugs me again. He kisses my head before breathing deeply. “Five more minutes.” I want to say we could have this day to ourselves, but I know it would be too much. Five minutes more is enough for this little fantasy we created. It is enough before this finally ends… “Thank you for last night.”

Daniel placed a calming hand against her arm. She looked at him. "I'm trying." "I know." "But I'm seriously trying not to lose my mind right now." Daniel almost smiled. "I can see that." A tiny laugh escaped her. Then it disappeared. The reality returned. Ava looked at Seraphina. "Tell me everything." The woman studied her. "Everything?" "Yes." "That could take days." "We have fifty-eight minutes." Adrian glanced at the countdown. "Fifty-eight minutes and twelve seconds, actually." Aria turned toward him.

My heart pounded so hard I was certain Adrian could hear it through the door. He knocked again. Once. Twice. Then silence. "Evelyn," he called softly. "Please... just give me five minutes." Five minutes. The words almost made me laugh. He wanted five minutes after destroying the future we had spent three years building. Three years of dreams. Three years of promises. Three years of believing I had found the man I would grow old with. Now he wanted five minutes.

"AVIANNA! Why the heck are you extending for ten minutes?!" I winced at the loudness of her voice while Vance glared at me. "It's just five minutes, Rhianna. Don't listen to Avianna," Vance said. "Even you, Vance?! What the heck is happening there? Are you both alright?" "We're completely fine, Rhi. Don't worry too much. Just let us extend for ten—" Vance shot me a glare. "— fine, seven minutes. Give us seven minutes and we'll leave." "A-are you sure everything's fine?"

Kent laughs, victorious. “At least it’s Italian,” he murmurs. “Yeah, but it wants lots of ranch dressing on top –“ Kent groans. “Don’t tell me these things – I don’t need to know how you’re bastardizing the national dish –“ “One Minute Left,” says a mechanical voice, interrupting our conversation and making my eyes fly open. “Oh,” I say. “Um…I didn’t realize it would be so short.” “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, “I didn’t have much phone time left this week. If I’d have known –“

Finally, I let out a breath and nodded, “I’ll give you five minutes. No more. And no words that will make her uncomfortable.” “Deal.”

It was delayed for five minutes today. Such a rare instance. That had never happened since the rules of the house had been made. Immediately the bell jingles, Michelle made an announcement, “The breakfast is starting late by five minutes today. Which means breakfast will have to last for forty minutes and not forty five minutes as usual”. “Time has to be balanced. The five minutes we had wasted before starting breakfast would not just go like that. To those joining us today for the first time”. Denzel paused to look around and continue. Normally, breakfast is for forty five minutes. But we started five minutes later. So, eat and drink within forty minutes”.

Juan asked. "Two," Garland replied. "Exactly. As simple as that for me," Juan said, sipping his tea. Garland had never seen someone so full of themselves. "If you're so great, why do you need our help?" Juan poured himself another cup of tea. "You have 58 minutes left. If you don't finish, you won't be sleeping tonight."