Romance Sleeping Novels & Stories

And little rascal is not here to disturb us. "Quit the stares"Vida said "Well I can't help it.You are exceptionally sexy tonight"I replied and she joined me on the bed I drew her close to me and I kissed her.I made her sit on my lap as we kissed. VIDA He pulled me close to him and we kissed.I was on his laps right now and the kiss was rough and hunger filled and I tried to keep up with him as he explored my mouth.He loosed the lingerie I had on leaving me naked .I ran my hands to his bare back and his hand cupped my breast as he trailed kisses down to in between my breast.He massaged my breast gently as I moaned.

The gentle click of the door woke Mia from a deep, dream-filled sleep. Romance had taunted her in her dreams, inspired by the book she’d drifted off reading. But the fantasy shattered when she saw him standing there—Axel—watching her from the foot of the bed. His stare was intense, unreadable, his dark gaze locked on the robe that had slipped open during the night, exposing the lacy red lingerie she’d foolishly put on for him earlier.

“You can’t just drop that and expect me to sip calmly.” “He came in late. Said Ramona snuck into his room again, and he needed an escape.” Sloane clutched her chest dramatically. “The drama. The forbidden love. The night rendezvous.” “It wasn’t like that,” I groaned. “Oh? So, he didn’t crawl into your bed in the middle of the night and wrap himself around you like a clingy little koala.” My cheeks burned. “He was sleeping.” Sloane grinned. “Oh, honey. Guys don’t cuddle people they don’t feel something for. At least not without realizing it.”

Kinks: Sleepy sex, somnophilia (consensual), edging, soft domination The room was bathed in shadows, the only light coming from the dim streetlamp outside, casting faint lines across the bedspread. Everything else was quiet, wrapped in a calm so thick it felt almost alive. She lay on the soft mattress, her body still and warm beneath the thin cotton sheet. The vibrator hummed softly between her thighs, its steady pulse a gentle reminder of the pleasure lingering just beneath the surface of sleep.

He falls down next to me and I fall asleep immediately. I wake up the next morning in Lucien's bed, my head still spinning from the night before. I sit up, stretching my limbs, and then I notice him sitting on a couch, his legs crossed, a book in his hands. He looks up from his book and gives me a small smile. "Good morning, sleeping beauty," he says, his voice smooth and warm. I feel a rush of heat spread through my body. I realize I'm still wearing the lingerie from last night, and I blush, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

The ones who were asleep were jolted to awareness by their mates, and they joined in the frenzy. "What’s going on?" I wanted to know, but before I could get a reply from anyone, the door to the room was pulled outwards and a woman in stringy dreadlocks marched in, terrible looking in battle regalia. She had a wide mouth, big eyes, and a bad stoop when she walked, but it could never be taken as weakness. The soft moonlight poured in through the door, allowing some of the odour to leave our surroundings. She examined each of her faces, hers rough with an ugly frown marring it the more.

Roman says before going back to reading the file placed out before him on the bed. I have to admit that the sight of Roman working in his pyjamas bottoms and no shirt on was kind of intoxicating. I could get addicted to this. I eventually fall asleep and have what I call the best night of my life. ——————————————– I wake up wrapped around Roman my Berlin Wall long forgotten. My arms were around his waist, my head on his chest and my legs thrown over his. “What the hell? Why wouldn't you stay away?” I say when I'm fully awake.

The dimly lit bedroom was a sanctuary of sensual delights, where Aliyah and Logan had just finished making passionate love. Their naked bodies lay entangled in the aftermath of an intense sexual encounter, the sheets beneath them a mess of silk and sweat. Aliyah, her dark hair splayed across the pillow, breathed heavily, her eyes half-closed in satisfaction. Logan, his muscular frame glistening, rested his head on her chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heart as it slowly returned to normal.

Maybe, it has something to do with the two year gap. “Ralph….” She whispered as she’s getting ready for another orgasm and hugged him tight. Ralph is not new to her body and knew she’s nearing to her release and so he increased his pace, leaving kisses on her body. The bed creaked for few seconds before stopping followed by soft groans. ……………….. Lucas looked at the woman beside him who is sleeping with her back to him and a gentle smile adorned his face. He bend down a little and placed a kiss on the back of her shoulder before pulling her into his embrace to sleep.

"So, I'd like to ask, what kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves using a girlfriend's supplementary card to buy the mentee a Tiffany necklace? What kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves booking a king-size room together at a hot spring hotel?" The room erupted in murmurs. Everly's face turned pale. She instinctively grabbed onto Jeremy's sleeve. "You... You're lying! That was for work!" she screamed. I gestured for Justin Orson to play the projection. On the screen appeared a list of transactions alongside corresponding social media posts. [December 1: Thank you for the necklace, Jeremy. I love it.] [Transaction: 2000 dollars charged to Jeremy's supplementary card.] [December 24: