One-Night-Stand Novels & Stories

She swings her hips as she cat-walk to the door. The night with that girl at the club three months ago woke up something dead in me. My sexual urges have been back since then and it is stronger now. I find myself having sex with any girl that I can find. What I do is ask Richard to bring a girl to my suite for a one-night stand and I will dump her the next day but ever since the night with Tessa, she keeps coming back for more. She had made my fantasies of having sex in the office come true.

“Listen to me and listen well. He wants you.” “And how are you so sure, Mel? It has nothing to do with my insecurity or how hot I am. It was a one-night stand, meaning it was for one night only. Not to mention, it was a month ago. He has probably had more since then! So, what makes you think he wants me again?” “Okay,” she said releasing me. “Let's go for it this way, how did he look at you when he saw you today?” “Surprise,” I said with a shrug. “Why?”

His hand stroked me gently until I came with a shuddering sigh, then he buried himself and finished inside the condom with a low groan. By the time we were done, the sky outside my window was turning gray with dawn. Noah lay curled against my back, one arm slung over my waist, breathing steady. His tattooed hand rested possessively on my stomach. I should’ve kicked him out. Instead I let myself drift, sore in the best way, the weight of the win and the season finally quiet in my head for a few stolen hours. Best one-night stand I’d had in years. I had no idea it was about to become my worst nightmare.

The 50th floor was quieter than Elena had ever heard it. By eight a.m., word of Serena's confession had rippled through Vance Enterprises in the particular hushed, electric way scandal always did — not shouted, but passed mouth to mouth in the elevator bank, in the break room, in the two-second pause before someone said good morning like nothing had happened. Serena's desk on the 44th floor sat empty, her nameplate already gone. Mark's office, three doors down from Elena's, had a strip of security tape across the handle that nobody bothered to explain.

" Dante is the only friend that I have right now because everybody that was playing golf with knew what was going on and they didn't tell me it was just a gut feeling that told me that the devil is in the details and my word with the devil in the details because all the signs were there and I missed them that's how obtuse they thought I was . " " Is that why you find it hard to open up?" " I really have one night stands but with you it was different and for the first time in a long time it was different because I know we don't catch feelings I normally do what needs to be done and if it's my getting over someone thing off so her getting over someone thing then yes by all means let's just mee

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.

Clyde I woke up and groaned loudly, I sat up and felt my senses "Fuck" I cursed under my breath I was about to leave my bed when I noticed someone, I looked around and stopped when I noticed that I was not in my room I frowned as I looked at the scattered clothes and panties on the floor "What the hell" I whispered I remembered what happened last night I was just drinking but I saw the woman, I kissed her and we ended up fucking I looked next to me but the woman was gone, my jaw dropped when I saw the five thousand bill there

Lily felt her knees weak and her hands trembling. What was coming? Who is the person? It is just a one-night stand, it can't be that bad! How bad can it be to have a one-night stand? A one-night stand as a virgin!

Hi, I'm the author behind this book "One Night Stand" and I'm happy to complete it finally after so many hardships. This book is close to my heart. And I hope we all overcome the current pandemic suituation together. "One night stand" is my second book which I wrote for four months and planned it for two months. Finally, I did it. Completed my book. I hope you liked my book and enjoyed every chapters. The book revolves around two people who live in Anaheim accidentally meet in a random club and fall in love after so many things.

As Violet left to fetch a pregnancy test, I remained in the bathroom, my mind racing with a mix of confusion, concern, and a tinge of fear. The reality of the situation sank in deeper as I reflected on the possibility of being pregnant from a one-night stand. The thought of facing such a life-altering event without a clear understanding of what transpired that night added to my anxiety. Minutes ticked by, I anxiously awaited Violet's return. I tried to steady my breathing. The sound of the front door opening snapped me out of my train of thoughts, I heard Violet's hurried footsteps approaching the bathroom. Violet entered the room, holding a pregnancy test kit in her hands. She handed it to