Romance Sleeping Novels & Stories

Just as she was about to reach her peak, exhaustion overtook her and she slipped into a deep, dreamless sleep. Ryan smiled against her skin, nuzzling her inner thigh before pulling away. He settled beside her, arm around her waist. Her head rested on his chest. His arm draped protectively around her. As the music outside pulsed on, they fell into a heavy, intoxicating sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, unaware of the tantalizing desires their entwined bodies hinted at.

"I’m exhausted. You’re exhausted. I’m not sleeping on the floor and waking up with a sore back. It’s a big bed. Stay on your side. If you touch me, I’ll punch you. Deal?" I looked at the bed. I looked at the dark, cold floor. I had no choice. "Fine," I said. "Stay on your side." I turned off the light. We climbed into the bed, lying as far apart as possible. The silence was heavy. I could hear Jax’s breathing. It was steady. I stayed as stiff as a board, making sure no part of me touched him.

He quickly unbuckled his trousers, shedding them until he was completely bare as well. He didn't touch her with hunger tonight. He didn't demand her submission. Dominic simply lay down on the mattress, reaching out to pull her fragile body directly against his hard, bare chest. He pulled the thick, heavy silk sheets all the way up over them, burying them in a cocoon of warmth. Rosalie rested her cheek against his steady, pounding heartbeat, closing her eyes as his immense warmth completely protected her from the freezing night outside. Within minutes, they both fell into a deep, silent sleep.

he reluctantly agreed and pronounced and she jabbed her first in the air in triumph. The both went back into the suite and since it's was night time already, they both decided to get the night into use and sleep to put their bodies into a state of temporarily relaxation. "C'mon, take the special spot." he urged her to move closer and she did just that. She placed her head over his chest and smiled against his bare muscularly abs. She soon fell into a deep slumber and the night thing she knew was she was erupted into a dream land. She could find herself kneeling before a gravestone and wailing. It couldn't disturb anyone though- the numerous gravestones doesn't have sleeping people but dead w

DECLARED WAR Hazel I go through sleep multiple times, but I fail to fall asleep. It's already past two in the morning. The excitement of that first kiss, that moment of frenzy, still hasn't left my body. My long-lasting lack of affection and sex disturbs my sleep, and I need to release this energy. I didn't have the courage to succumb to Jonathan's charms, and now I feel unquiet, and I keep reliving that kiss every time I close my eyes. I touch my body slowly, under my clothes, while imagining his hands, as if he were there with me on the bed, exploring my body. In my mind, he is without his gloves because I want to feel all his skin, all the touch of his hands roaming over my body. I reach

My boyfriend Zane Shaw's ex, Mia Zimmer, has another sleepwalking episode and shows up at our door in the middle of the night. Zane doesn't even hesitate. As if he's done this countless times before, he leads her straight into our master bedroom, settles her into our bed, and gently coaxes her back to sleep. I stand in the doorway, watching the tenderness in his expression. "Zane, what's the excuse this time?" He doesn't even turn around. After a brief silence, he answers impatiently, "You'll get used to it." So this time, there isn't even an excuse. I'm simply expected to get used to another woman showing up at our home in the middle of the night and to my boyfriend's ex sleeping in ou

No Ari giggling or Ronan groaning from being hit on the chest. She got to the room door and then turned the handle— She paused, her eyes taking in the scene in the room. Ronan was sprawled across the scattered bed, fast asleep, his hair falling messily across his face like it’d been pulled mercilessly. And right on top of his chest was Ari, snoring lightly, her body curled together in the cutest way imaginable. Solene forced back her laugh with a smile, imagining the kind of stress Ari must have put Ronan through for them to achieve such sleeping positions.

I smirked, “what way?” “You know what I’m saying. Now shh away, let me go back to sleep.” She waved me off, snuggling back into the bed. Oh no. Absolutely not. “You are not going back to sleep.” I dragged the covers off her body. “Yes, I am.” She struggled it with me. "We are here on a romantic getaway." "Well, I’m romantically sleeping." She grumbled. "You know, normal people don’t sleep till noon during a vacation" I argued.

he whispers, warm breathe against my ear. "Forever." I smile feeling content. "Forever," I echo, lips curving. Roman's eyes softly gaze into mine. We then slowly drift into oblivion. Together sleep claims us in each other's arms. I finally get it now this must be true forfillment I feel so happy, safe, loved, protected. Roman's chest rises and falls under my head. His heartbeat lulls me to sleep. In his arms I'm home, finally. ############### Morning light streams in waking me from my slumber.

Ximena pointed to one of them. "Hey, you'll rest here tonight. No matter what you hear, do not leave the coffin." Something told me tonight was definitely not going to be peaceful. Sleeping alone in a coffin did not sound appealing. If anything, one human and one ghost together felt safer. Seeing Ximena lie down in her coffin fully dressed, I climbed in and lay down beside her. "My dear husband?" Her terrifying ghost face suddenly appeared inches from mine. My heart skipped a beat, but I forced myself to speak. "Ximena, on a night like this, how could I let you stay alone?"