No Strings Attached Fun Novels & Stories

Working for Damien Blackwood meant normal hours stopped existing a long time ago. Her phone buzzed in her bag as she reached the sidewalk. Chloe. Vivian answered immediately. “Please tell me you’re no longer at the office,” Chloe said dramatically. “I just left.” “That man is going to work you into an early grave.” Vivian smiled faintly while stepping beneath the awning outside the building. “I survived.” “Barely. Anyway, a few of us are at the Verity Lounge. Come have one drink before you turn into a corporate robot permanently.”

I couldn’t bear the thought that I had made her sad. “Eternity will never be long enough for me either, Caterina.” “You are kind, but you do not need to say such things to please me….” I cut her off. “No. I’m not saying this because I think it’s what you want to hear. I’m saying it because I feel this connection just as you do. I never want us to be parted. This is a lot for me to…. Come to terms with. But one thing that I am unwaveringly certain of, is my devotion and attachment to you.”

Impatient and vexed, Arvin demanded, "What video? Just send it to me." Seated beside him, Debby observed as Arvin received and accessed the transmitted video. The footage prominently featured Adonis, a sight that failed to evoke any notable reaction from Arvin. The Fast Technology's product launch remained a conspicuous affair within the industry. It had to be related to the launch... Arvin didn't change his mind until... "My younger sister has passed away. I must attend her funeral." Arvin abruptly tensed, fixating on the screen intently without blinking. "I have pressing personal matters to attend to, hence my absence next Monday.

“I don't like it when you say we are having fun. What do you mean by that anyway?” “I--” I was going to tell him I didn't know but he cut me off. “Makes it sound like oh hey we aren't anything and have no attachment but are just people having casual sex with no strings attached and we could do the same with others as long as we are cool with it. Do you know how that sounds?”

I made the phone on speaker and signalled Yash to talk. The poor kid said, "Hello, maamu (uncle). Sorry, I am late. Those mask uncles took me with them and played with me. I forgot." "Kiddoo, you are fine. Thank god. Never go with any strangers. I have told you a thousand times." A female voice said amidst sobs. "Mumma, I didn't go. They took me. I stopped them. They said you asked them to pick me. I said, okay. Sorry mumma." Yash said innocently.

"So smart! You know what I like." "Thank you." I immediately said. He laughed, and that made me giggle. As if all the tension before was swept away by his laugh. "Then should we start now?" I narrowed my eyes on him. He started the ritual. "If you want to talk to the original owner of that body, write yes." In excitement, I didn't realize that my voice had changed. "You seem to be very excited. All right, let's do this now." "Wait, are we going to do this right now? But how about Hendrick?"

“Tonight, let’s go somewhere fun. And before you say no, I’ve already picked the place. There will be cocktails with umbrellas in them, there will be dancing, and there will be terrible decisions that do not involve men.” Valery groaned. “You’re persistent.” “True. But I’m also fun. And right now, you’re in desperate need of both.” Valery leaned back in her chair, the laugh still lingering on her lips. “Fine. But I’m not wearing anything skimpy.” Anita grinned like she’d won a prize. “I make no promises.” **** The next day, they drifted into work with mild hangovers. Their eyes were tired, but their laughter was light, snickering over inside jokes they’d already forgotten the punchlines to.

We maintained eye contact, and I parted my lips, moaning while his jaw clenched, gripping his chair with his free hand as he worked himself harder. “Fuck. Fuck! FunSize. I need you.” He husked. “Hold it, Daddy. I want you to put it inside me when I squirt," I croaked, and he hissed a few curses under his breath, bringing himself closer just as I was too. Then it happened. The pit of my stomach clenched, and I screamed in pleasure. "Mr. V!” “Fun size.” He groaned just at the same time we came together through the screen, both panting.

I chuckled, putting on a hoodie and free pants before carrying my duffle bag across my shoulders and made my way out of the changing room with the guys. Evening had come and we had arrived at the party, bodies vibing to the music paying in the background. “Wanna chill with some drinks?” Ashton asked, passing me a bottle of beer. I took it without hesitation, chugging down the whole thing in one go, he stood, stunned at what I had done, his mouth gaped open before he burst out chuckling. “You really are crazy.” “I need something stronger.” I looked around. “And someone to make this night even worth it.” I shoved the empty bottle at him and walked away, my eyes scanning around in hopes to find

The grass was damp between us from the dew of the spring morning and I pulled him closer. "Too tired to eat?" I asked. He nodded and soon I heard light snores once again. I sighed and picked a sticker off my ratty old shirt. I stole it from a line off a woman's laundry line. Along with a pair of loose fitting shorts. Both of them had holes in them and a bra was long ago not considered necessary. I stood up and stripped of my clothes while Aaron snored. I shifted into my gray wolf and nudged him awake.