One-Night-Stand 소설 & 이야기

She desired to lean on his chest and breathe in his fragrance. Stacy had forgotten that she had recently gotten engaged, and now, she would not mind spending the night in Joshua's room. Stacy's love had been influenced by materialistic lust. However, in the past, Stacy had no problem ruining Julia's affections in the name of the love she asserted as her love.

Before drinking, she was wearing a nightgown, but now she feels like she's in direct contact with the blanket. An image of the age restriction flashed in her mind. Her cheeks flushed red for a moment, her hands trembling as she pulled the blanket off to examine… "Ahhh!" The shrill scream echoed in the empty room, echoing back into her ears. Underneath the thin, rumpled blanket is a body without a cloth covering, still full of traces of intimate contact with the opposite sex. There was a bright red blood stain on the pure white bedsheet. All sorts of signs, including slowly returning memories, tell her what happened last night in this room between her and that strange man.

Friend: "Relax, you were both consenting adults. Just enjoy the moment and don't overthink it." Jessica: "I don't even know how to contact him. What if I'm pregnant or something?" Friend: "Don't worry, you can take a pregnancy test in a few weeks. And as for him, it was just a one-night stand. You don't need to contact him if you don't want to." Jessica: "I guess you're right. I just hope I don't regret this later." Chapter 1 (continued): As Jessica was getting ready to leave the hotel room the next morning, the man she had spent the night with sat up in bed and looked at her with a smile.

Our breaths are heavy and panting, and to top it off, we're already on the third drink. It's time to put her to bed! You know the expression by leaps and bounds? That's exactly how we got into your apartment, and I'm sure nothing was left in one piece along the way. In the middle of the night, our sounds blended together and spread through your bedroom as we sweated on your sheets. Her warmth and tightness left me out of orbit, and at some point I made a point of making her scream my name while I fucked her hard three times in a row. And when she literally blacked out, the day was already dawning. No one knew anyone's name and there was no need to. After all, it was just a one-night stand. S

“Do you get it? I didn’t come here to ask you to- No. I only came here to tell you what happened between us was nothing but a mistake. A one night mistake. One that’s never going to happen again. Never ever. So do not even think of getting any weird ideas in your head.” “Weird ideas?” He finally shifted his gaze from his phone, assuring me he was indeed listening to my rants. “You seem to be mistaken. You are the one having weird ideas here. Not the other way round.” “Excuse me?” “Do you really want me to spell it out for you?” He dropped his phone and immediately took a step towards me, having me take two away from him. “I don’t care about what happened between us. It was a one night stand

“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.

Davin Lucas dragged a hand down his face. “Davin, one-night stands are supposed to last one night. That’s literally why they’re called one-night stands. You sleep together, you leave, end of story. So why are there enough paintings of this woman in here to fill a gallery?” “Will you let me speak for a damn second?” He let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine. I’m listening.” “It was supposed to be a one-night thing,” I explained. “We met at a club, and then a few days later, she turned up in my class.”