One Night Stand Books Novels & Stories

God, even asleep, he looks hotter. If Sabrina heard I actually spent the night with him, she'd probably pass out. She was his number one fan, and to her, he was practically untouchable. He was her secret crush, and has sworn to herself to win his attention. My stomach twisted when I remembered some parts of last night. How he kissed me, touched me like I was the last girl in the world. The flashbacks made me feel sick. I wanted to forget but for some unknown reasons I can't.

I couldn’t help but wonder how happy he’d make me feel if he was mine. “So you had something to tell me?” she suddenly asks. “Hmm” I say not explaining further. “Is it about the sexy guy you slept with?” I smile shyly “Oh My God! It totally is!” she exclaims “No it’s not” I lie trying to calm her down I could see the disappointment on her face “Well there’s not much to tell. He was a one night stand and I never have to see him again.” I say trying to sound convincing which was sounding as convincing as it should in my ears. “Fine so what did you want to talk about?” she says reluctantly dropping the topic.

Alan Every one-night stand I'd ever had was out of my head the second I walked away and left a sleeping woman behind. But I couldn't stop thinking about that night. The flashes of it. The soft, breathless moans of that seductive blonde. It was hard to believe a body that perfect had never belonged to another man. I'd been her first, and I wouldn't have minded repeating that night one more time. Only this time, with her sober and fully aware.

But despite knowing this I can't help but feel even more hurt and betrayed. *Come on Stacy. It was just a one night stand. It shouldn't mean anything.* I tell myself. But that doesn't make it hurt any less. Rather it digs the knife deeper into my chest. " It was just a One Night Stand, Nica. Nothing worth putting so much though into it,” I tell her and she shrugs. " How do you feel about having a new father?” "I'm not having a new father!” I snap and she flinches. I sigh and bury my face into my palms, resisting the urge to scream. " Sorry Nica, I'm just overwhelmed by everything going on. It's just too much to take in.”

I vividly remembered the night that she learnt that everything was set for her to relocate to New York. That was the same night that she dropped the bombshell about her pregnancy and the fact that she was keeping it and was going to raise the child alone. For months, I wanted to ask her what if it was.... nevermind. Looking at her now, watching her interact with the staff, it was clear she had forcefully picked up the shattered pieces of her life. Suddenly, a sound emitted from Stanley’s phone, cutting through the silence of the hallway and dragging me violently back to the present.

All she was concerned about in that very moment was the information I was giving to her. "What??!!! So you're saying Eric Donovan, your new boss was actually your one night stand from the club? Holy shit! How did I not recognize him there?" "You couldn't have, you blind monkey!" Jamila was shortsighted but she rarely wore glasses. She detested them. By the time I was done telling her everything that transpired, she could hardly contain her excitement. "Eric Donovan was your one night stand?!" She was on her feet now. "You don't have to keep telling me..."

“What does that mean?” “It means because of your heartbreak, you should mess with as many guys as possible and get your fill of revenge for breaking their hearts. And that involves a lot of one night stands.” Bianca explained but Aria was weary of that, things like that weren’t her style. “It’s what all the girls do now to take revenge on the male species. It’s fun.” Sleeping with random men? No. “No, Bianca.” “Okay, Miss Goody–two–shoes. If you say so.” Bianca knew she couldn’t convince her friend to do something she didn’t want to, so she dropped the topic. She began to slow down her vehicle until they halted in front of a large mansion.

his friend, Ty, laughed, pushing another glass into his hand. Landon's usually sharp mind was dulled by the alcohol. He staggered towards the elevator, his vision hazy. He pressed the button for his floor, but in his intoxicated state, he got off at the wrong one. He stumbled down the hallway, trying to find his room. He saw a door slightly ajar and assumed it was his. Pushing it open, he saw a figure on the bed. In his clouded mind, he thought it was the woman his friends had arranged for him. Without thinking, he moved towards the bed, his actions driven by a mix of frustration and desire.

he said. “But I was drunk” “And I don't resist advances from beautiful women” he answered. “Mason” she yelled his name. “You cannot blame me for what happened last night, I tried my best to stop you but you kept on seducing me, a man can only do so much to prevent himself but when a beautiful woman askes him out, he has to comply” he teased her further. “You know what, we are adult. I feel no shame for what has happened, it was just a one night stand, a fleeting moment. I am too old to be forgetting over that type of thing.

“Rough night?” I scoffed, already assuming it was another guy trying to hit on me. I had lost count of how many had tried tonight. They were all drunk desperate men looking for a one-night stand. But none of them were good enough for me to lose my virginity. I turned, fully prepared to tell whoever it was to go away, but then froze when I saw him, unable to say even a word. The guy standing in front of me wasn’t just hot. He was breathtaking.