Naughty In Bed Novels & Stories

And here I am in bed with some strange hot man whose name I don’t even know. “Oh my God. I need to get dressed. Where are my clothes?" I looked at him in question. “Neatly pressed and perfumed, and perfumed waiting for you in the closet. Would you like some tea while we are playing Butler-landlady?” He replied sarcastically. I ignored him and started to get up but stopped when I realized that I couldn’t leave the bed without one of us ending up naked. “Close your eyes.” “What?” he asked, stunned.

"Eat. You need strength." ‎ ‎She ate in silence, plotting in her mind. But as night fell, he chained her ankle to the bedpost and stripped naked, pulling her against him. His cock pressed against her ass, already stirring. ‎ ‎"Sleep," he murmured, but his hand wandered between her legs, fingers idly stroking her folds. Emily lay still, feigning sleep, while her body trembled. The nightmare had only just begun. ‎

"What the hell are you doing here?" I tried to sit up straighter, but the world tilted sideways. "Celebrating." "Celebrating." His voice was flat and unimpressed. He crouched in front of me close enough that I could smell his cologne. It was clean and expensive and intoxicating. "You look like you're one drink away from alcohol poisoning." "Good." I laughed bitterly. "Maybe then I won’t have to think about—" My voice broke, and I pressed my palms against my eyes. "Tyler was screwing Jenna. In our—his bed."

No idea how I can get the registry to finalize the divorce proceedings before next week, but I intend to give it a shot. Late in the evening, Adam crawls into bed, and lies backwards by my side. I feel him stir uncomfortably, wondering the results of his call with Alexander. Playing asleep, I feel his hand wander on my thighs, traveling in circles. I should feel something. In fact, I do. And it's plain disgust. It travels to my belly, and stops on my navel, wandering down to pull at the edges of my pants. I stir, and get up, shaking off his hand.

I flushed, watching as he moved toward his bed, his muscles hard. “Take your clothes off and come here.” Maybe it was my submissive nature, maybe it was his voice but I slowly peeled my dress off, letting it land on the bedroom floor. His eyes raked over my body slowly, from my strapless bra to my thong. With a sharp exhale, he flicked his finger up and down. “Take it all off.” I should have stopped then. I should have taken into consideration that he was Dominic’s best friend but instead, my fingers shook as I pushed my soaked thong down my legs and took my bra off.

I think about Nick holding my hand and telling me I’m a good girl. Kissing me on the head. Kissing me. I think about Nick’s mouth. His big hands. I think about him touching me. I think about him making the noises I heard through my bedroom wall. I think about how it would feel. If it would hurt. I rub my clit and it feels so naughty, touching myself in his daughter’s bed while he sleeps down the corridor. It feels naughty and wrong, and maybe it’s the combination of adrenaline and relief, but I can’t stop, not even when I hear footsteps on the landing and realize he’s not asleep. Not even when I reach that place where I breathe so quickly I make little gasps, and my heart races, and my toes

When she realized who she was sharing a bed with, her mind had just shut down. She couldn’t even hope that they had just shared a bed and nothing had happened. They were both naked and the smell of sex lingered in the air. Tally silently groaned, putting her face into the pillow. The worst thing about figuring out who was in the bed with her had sent her body into overdrive and she could feel her body pulse with the need for him. She had never been this excited to have Blake in bed with her.

The answer is this. I calmed myself. I took a deep breath. I can’t disappoint my parents. I need to pass. I lay down softly. I stared at the ceiling. This condo is bigger and more fancy than our house. Infairnes, the style of his condo is modern, the equipment will obviously be expensive, not just casual. His condo is pleasing to eyes. He was definitely not the one to design it because Magnus had no taste for it. Magnus arrived just in time. The door spat on him.

The bedroom door stayed wide open as more guys from the party poured in, drawn by the loud moans and the heavy smell of sex that now filled the entire upstairs. I was still sprawled on the bed, completely naked, my body shining with sweat and layers of cum. My pussy felt swollen and thoroughly used, leaking a steady, messy stream of multiple loads down my inner thighs and onto the soaked sheets beneath me. My full breasts were covered in red marks from hands and mouths, my nipples stiff and sensitive. My hair was a wild mess, and my face was flushed. I looked like the star of the dirtiest p**n video, and the hungry looks from the growing crowd told me they were ready for more.

"That's not how the concept works. Clean your brain first! You sleep with Luke, I sleep with mom," Alice insisted. "Well, who knows, you might want to sleep with me. I promise it's just sleeping. Not more than that. I won't be naughty, I promise." "I don't want to! I don't trust you. If it gets found out, I could be really embarrassed in front of mom and Luke." "So if they're not around, you would want to sleep with me, right?" teased Jordi with his flirtatious eyes.