It Ends With Us Sex Scenes Novels & Stories

"Mr. Wayne, this is the repaired dashcam footage." Wayne took it and pressed play. Arden's broken voice came through the speaker. "Wayne… I've known for a long time that you could walk, but still, congratulations. And thank you for risking your life to save me five years ago. But this marriage you built out of lies, letting me live in fake happiness—it has to end. I don't blame you for deceiving me, but I'll never forgive you either. Goodbye, Wayne…" Her words were cut short by a deafening explosion.

"Maisie's practically a saint. The mistress showed up at her doorstep to taunt her." Michael and Ursula couldn't stand the humiliation. They begged me, for Tim's sake, not to air their dirty laundry. Even Jacob, who was rarely one to lower himself to me, did it this time. "Turn off the video. I'll transfer the seaside resort to your name, and I won't pursue what you did today." My goal was halfway met, so I smiled and turned off the screen cast. He seemed surprised that I was so cooperative. He immediately decided this was all about squeezing more money out of him.

"I want action. You want romance. So we're watching something that has both." "That doesn't exist." "Then we're watching action and you'll survive without kissing scenes for two hours." We end up seeing some Marvel thing that I absolutely do not care about, and halfway through I notice Kai's head is slowly tilting toward my shoulder. By the time it fully falls against me, he's completely out. Asleep. Mouth slightly open. Looking ridiculous. Without thinking about it too hard, I pull out my phone and take a picture. He looks soft like this, like all the layers of cool and controlled have gotten stripped away and he's just this regular guy who falls asleep during action movies.

We collapsed together, breathing hard, bodies glued together with sweat and cum. Tyler kissed my forehead, then my lips. “This is just the beginning,” he said. “We’ll figure the rest out later.” I smiled, still full of him and dripping, and whispered the last filthy promise against his mouth. “Next time… I want you to fuck me in our parents’ bed.” **The End.**

I pin her down into her bed by the back of the neck as her head is buried into the pillow and I pour into her as she sobs out my name. Dropping into her like exhausted. We lay there. Drenched in ecstasy and sweat for a moment longer. I want to take her again but remind myself the show is over and we need to leave. Now. I tug myself out of her tight pussy and walk over to the camper smiling as I take the engagement picture on her night stand and place it to face the camera.

Jason said as he scattered the ashes of that Hearteater in the fountain, its moon-drenched water was oozing to its brim. “You always said that as if what we’re doing was never hard.” Jason gave me a look and I smiled. “I made Elaine dream last night.” “What dream?” I pretended that I was not interested. “That you and her are having coitus in her stone bathtub.” I almost choke with his words. “You did—no freaking way!” “I did.” I shook my head. “No, you didn’t.” “Tyler, I did! The scene I crafted is the one I saw from a movie that Melissa is watching. It was Fifty Shades of something, I can’t remember the title.”

Us. Right now. On this bed. Me under him. Legs wrapped around his waist. His mouth on my neck. The angle— From the fan. Live. Mom’s voice joined. Soft. Sweet. Motherly. “You two never learn, do you?” Julian stared at the ceiling. I stared at him. Neither of us moved. Because the heat we’d just shared— The desperate, bloody, grief-fueled sex— Had been filmed. Again. On the same bed.

"After the scene ended, I just couldn't help it. I really am sorry if that broke some rules." He shook his head. "I don't see it that way. I knew there was a possibility you were going to be in the scene. You just took it a little further. I mean... come on. I filmed a sex scene with Stacy yesterday and I already told you the kinky shit that went on Monday." Kelly giggled and nuzzled him. "I love you so much," she whispered. "I love you," he replied. *** After he finally let Kelly go, she slid onto the couch next to him and watched as the others continued to fuck their brains out.

And then my entire body went rigid, for on the sofa inside the dressing room, Blake and Noelle were tangled together in a half-dressed mess. Noelle's skirt had been shoved up to her waist, their heavy breathing filling the room with unbearable intimacy. With a flirty glare, she slapped him lightly. "Blake, are you insane? What if Dawn finds out?" Blake did not look worried at all. Instead, he let out a low chuckle. "We've been sneaking around for two years already. If she were going to find out, she would've done so by now." At that, he tightened his grip around her waist and shoved her harder beneath him. "Besides, we're married. Sleeping with my own wife isn't illegal, is it?"

"Joanna, it's getting late. I'll head to the market now and buy fish for you." "Okay," Joanna answered. Before leaving, he kissed her on the forehead. "Wait for me. I'll be back soon." As the door clicked shut behind Henley, Joanna picked up her phone. Addison had sent a new video. In it, two undressed bodies were entangled, moving together. The obscene sounds of water squelching and heavy breathing filled the background. The video ended with a message: [I just asked Henley if he wants me again. Guess what his answer will be?]