One-Night-Stand Novels & Stories

“Why?” On paper, Leopold would be the perfect one-night stand partner. He's experienced and certainly won't cause any problems if he spends the night with me. That's what I need so that no drama follows later on. “First, I want to experience the thrill of a one-night stand. Second, we're strangers. And third, you see this as just a quickie.” I gave an argument to answer his question. Leopold grinned, and once again he scrutinized my body from head to toe. He stared at me for a long time before he finally opened his mouth. “This is only for one night. No call. No text. Okay?”

My pulse kicked up so hard I had to shift away from her. “Your turn. Truth or dare.” “Dare.” Her whisper was soft, sultry, dripping with intention. “I dare you to tell me your dirtiest secret.” “Oh…” She pouted, her voice teasing. “Having a one-night stand with my stepdad.” “That doesn’t count. Neither of us knew back then.” I tried to defend, but she chuckled, her laughter low and wicked, and my gut clenched. I’d walked straight into her trap. “That’s not the secret.” Her voice dropped to a whisper that stroked every nerve in me. “The secret is I still want to fuck him. Not for one night this time. Forever.” Her gaze met mine, bold and steady, and heat rushed to my face.

“I don’t want anything from him, Sel. I just want to forget. I have bills to pay. Rent. Electricity. Job applications stacked up. That’s what matters. Not some stupid one-night stand with a man I’ll never see again.” The words tumbled out fast, brittle. Selena’s lips pressed thin. She didn’t buy it. Not fully. But after a beat, she only sighed. “If that’s what you want.” “Yes.” My voice was firmer, even though my insides shook. “It was just one night. Like he said. I’ll never see him again.” Selena tucked the blanket over me, brushing damp curls from my forehead like she used to when I was sick. “Get some rest. Tomorrow you deal with real life. Tonight you just breathe.”

We hadn't been good in months but the sex had still be there, the body doesn't care about the state of a marriage and I'd wanted, he'd taken and apparently somewhere in the mess of what we were, this could have happened. Or was it the stranger with no name, beautiful blue eyes in a dark bar and had clever hands and a mouth that had spent an hour making me completely forget I was a woman whose life had just been blown apart. It was just one night, I'd told myself, it meant nothing, cost nothing. Apparently it had an opinion about that. I didn't know which, I might never know. Both options were disasters either ways.

We both know Gus too well, he literally tells us everything, always confiding in us. “Tell us.” I perk my eyes at me. “What happened?” He scratches the nape of his neck and blushes heavily, crimson red splattered across his cute cheeks. “Okay, this might end up weird, but I had a one night stand.” We don’t even blink, but Logan says. “Come on dude, those are perfectly normal, people have one night stands all the time.” I cross my arms over my chest. Seriously? “No.” His blush grows deeper now, expanding towards the base of his ears. “I had my first ever one night stand with Lady Cleo...”

After hours of anxiously waiting for Marcus to arrive, I hear the familiar rapping at my windowsill, and my heart skips a beat before thrumming in excitement. Marcus is here. Without even thinking about it, I jump out of my bed and hurry to the window, flinging it open to the window balcony where Marcus is standing, watching me.

I can’t believe that one night could change my whole life forever. A one-night-stand with Lysander Hitwell of all people? Why does it have to be him? Why can’t it be just someone who’s average… normal? This wouldn’t have happened if he wasn't so powerful. If he doesn’t have a sacred bloodline to protect. I heaved a deep sigh. We have the tickets. One-way. Rich booked them, and all we have to do now is leave the country. But it doesn’t feel that simple. Not when I know Alpha Reginald could still find me.

He pressed himself against her so she would feel the bulge in his pants. "This is what you do to me, baby girl." Nancy let out a soft moan at what she felt. Conner smiled. He sneaked his hand under her nightie. "You just know what to do to get my attention every fucking time." He whispered against her neck the moment he noticed she wasn't putting on panties. Connor parted Nancy's legs so he could get a good grip of her pussy. His urge for her doubled when he felt her clean shave. It was so smooth and calling his name. Finally, he ran a finger over her pussy and it was then he knew he didn't regret making her stay.

what does he think, that if he introduces himself, they can go and get married and live happily ever after? "don't do this, okay? we are adults, and we slept together. it was a one night stand, and it was a mistake. let's just forget about it, can't we?" Elsa said. there was no expression on the man's face. she couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "this just doesn't make sense!" she thought.

And I would have cherished this Union, if not for the fact that I had a one-night stand with my husband and now he must think that I’m a horny, needy whore! I couldn’t bear to look at him without thinking about that night, and the worst part of it is that I am attracted to this guy in ways that I cannot explain. Sitting next to him in that car was pure torture because I kept inhaling his manly scents and it fucking turned me on. It took all the self-control in me to stop myself from throwing myself into his arms and begging him to screw me until I pass out in his arms.