One-Night-Stand Novels & Stories

, I said and pushed her head off from my shoulder. She stirred in her place. She looked at me with angry eyes. " So , You mean that It was just a one night stand ", anger was leased in her voice . I smirked and said ," No , It wasn't a one night stand ". Her face relaxed hearing this but soon fell on my next words, " As you can see, We make it out in the day so we can call it a One Day stand ". . Her face colour drained .She was huffing in anger ." You Motherfucker ! ", She roared and grabbed my collar .

“No one came out, so we waited. Then this insanely hot guy walks up and goes inside. I followed him in… and things got real.” “Real?!” she squeaked. “Like, you actually…?! With a stranger?! Did you even ask his name?!” “Nope,” I said coolly. “Didn’t care. I just wanted his sperm. I left a thank-you note and left.” Kezzy grabbed her head like she was about to faint. “You had a one-night stand and dipped?! What if you don’t even get pregnant?” “I will. We went at it multiple times. No protection. I read somewhere it only takes once.”

He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a jawline carved like marble—a stranger whose beauty clashed with the dread pooling in her stomach. When her eyes met his amber one, her gaze dropped to the floor out of embarrasement. "leaving already?" His voice was amused, yet carried a cold edge. She nodded, unable to meet his eyes. Her mind screamed that this couldn’t be real. a one-night stand with a man she didn’t know? It wasn’t her. It wasn’t possible. He crossed the room and picked the stack bills from the nightstand. "Take your money and go.” His tone turned rough. “Don’t show me your face again. I don't sleep with the same woman twice, especially a woman like you."

He was born to stand out, a beacon that had shattered countless women's hearts. But she knew all too well that he was a man who stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid, a man with standards so high that someone like her, a mere woman of the night, could never hope to match. His gaze, when it flicked over to her, was enigmatic and distant, with a subtle hint of coldness that was easy to miss. His thin lips curved ever so slightly, sending a chill down her spine. Those familiar with Lion knew this was a sign of his displeasure, and she quickly released her grip on his wrist.

I don't know if he realized that I was a virgin, but I remember him saying in a husky voice, between his own moans, “You're so tight, Scarlett…” I felt pleasure hearing my name coming out of his lips so passionately and lustfully. In his kisses, his touch, and most of all, in how he filled me completely. The climax came so many times that I lost count, just as I know he also reached the apex more than twice. Maybe the fire burning in our bodies was too intense for both of us to end the touch. Or we simply didn't want to interrupt this moment that was meant to last only one night. Yes, this is only a one-night stand.

Then suddenly she stood up and was all over the house jumping and shouting in glee like a crazed person. " My best friend just had a one-night stand! Can you believe that? How was he? Was he handsome? He had a mansion which means he is rich, but tell me, why did you run away?" At that, she quickly came to settle back on the couch wanting more story.

Ashley sneered coldly and jealously. Then she turned and walked away. Aurora’s hand on me became stiff instantly, and she removed it the moment Ashley turned and left, as though she just realized that she was touching fire. Her anger could not be matched. “Aurora…” I started, wanting to explain to her that the one-nightstand I had with Ashley was way before that night I spent with her, but Aurora wouldn’t have it. She was deeply hurt, pained, and embarrassed. I could see it in her eyes.

“Just promise me he’s not some creep from a bar again or something. You deserve someone who treats you right.” I pursed my lips. “Please. It’s not what you think it is. It was just a hookup. One-night stand, I promise! It won’t happen again.” Diana stops walking abruptly, her grip tightening on my arm. “A one-night stand? Roxette, you’re blushing like you just ran a marathon. That’s not how ‘one-night stands’ work.” “Am I? You're mistaken. It wasn't like that, really. You're wrong this time.” I said defensively.

“Chance, I’m all woman, not a child! See me like any other woman who’s looking to live an unforgettable one-night stand with you. Please, I want to know how it feels being your woman for one night.” It couldn’t be that easy. That straightforward. Except the stare meeting, his own told him it was. She wanted him and she understood this wasn’t the beginning of forever. It was tonight. He had one night, a mere handful of hours, to give her what no other man would dare to. No more second-guessing. No more wasted time.

I blurted out. Diane arched her brow. “Of course you have, what I mean is… have you ever had passionate sex and had to wake up alone.” " You mean a one night stand?" I frowned immediately. “A one night stand? Ew no… " How could anyone have a one night stand with their husband when they saw each other everyday. Diane raised a brow in confusion and It made me sigh. I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Okay look,” lowering my voice "lemme rephrase, what if? A man sleeps with you and then just leaves first thing in the morning without any explanation whatsoever.”