If We Had 5 More Minutes Novels & Stories

He punctuates his words with a heavy thrust of his hips. Fifteen minutes. Something tells me we’ll make the most of them. Layla and Dalton will just have to wait, southern hospitality be damned. After all, what’s fifteen minutes out of forever?

Five minutes is not too long so it should be okay, right? When a minute passed, I’m suffering from suffocation by a feeling that overwhelms me! My body keeps moving, as if there’s no comfort in our position though it is! “Am I heavy?” he asked, lightening his own weight on mine but never taking them off me. “N-No. Uh, I think we should--” “Three more minutes, Lucianna.” he said in a voice that I find amusing. You three minutes will make me wet and horny, Jacob!

He said and I had to admit, he had a point. “How about we make another bargain?” He suggested. “Another impossible bargain?” I bit out. “No, I’ll increase the time to fifteen seconds. All you have to do is be five seconds faster than you were the last time.”He informed me and I had to admit, the way he spoke almost made it seem too easy. “And this time I’ll let you choose. Whatever you want, as long as you are able to beat the time, is yours.: Zenith added and my heart beat picked up.

"Uhh, what tіmе were we ѕuрроѕеd tо mееt Brу and Iѕаbеl?" "5." "It'ѕ 5:10." "Fuck!"

Odessa must be endured, love and pleasure. “20 minutes, Yx. I'm already there by a chopper. ” Si Tiverius. “20 minutes is fucking long. Make it 10. ” "You mean, make it impossible?" "Yes." It’s breathtaking and no complaints say yes on the other line. "9 minutes."

I soften my tone just enough. “You have two minutes left.” She shoots me a weird look, drops onto the bed with unnecessary force, and checks an imaginary watch on her wrist. “Hey, that’s too short. If you can’t make it an extra five, then go on your own.” “Really?” She jerks upright, her fists clenched. “Like, really?" “Yeah,” I say, picking up my phone. A new message has been waiting for over six minutes. Lucien: We're off.

he said, “none of that changes anything between us.” I looked up at him. “I know,” I said. “I never thought it would.” He looked down at me. Something shifted in his expression — the exhaustion of the day giving way to something steadier underneath it, something that had been waiting patiently through everything else for a moment like this one. “Five minutes,” he said quietly. “Remember? We were promised five minutes earlier and the world interrupted.” “The world is very rude,” I said. “It is.” He brushed a strand of hair back from my face. “Let’s try again.”

I looked at the clock and smiled. “Plenty of time, we still have 10 minutes to spare” I mumbled, and her chest kept panting because of our previous activities. She got herself together and whispered “My Alpha… you had better open up a window, or we are not going to hear the end of it, with the company we are expecting…”

She might be asleep, or worse—grieving her loss. I took my chances. “You have five minutes.” Merrick's grin spread wide. “I only need two.”

Just five minutes wouldn’t hurt right? I closed my eyes back and the next minute I opened it, checking the time it was five minutes left to meet Ryland. “Oh fuck! How did time fly so fast?”