Romantic Bedtime Stories For Boyfriend Novels & Stories

" I whispered. "How about this? Climb up on top of me and ride my cock." he growled. He pulled me up and off of his cock and put me on top of him so I could ride him. So I rode him like he had never been ridden before and wore him out. We fell asleep in each other's arms while noises were coming from Tiffany's room. He was spooning with me, and I whispered, I love you to Zade, my mate, and fell fast asleep with love and happiness.

Lily said that one story was better than no stories, and she took my hand and pulled me to her room. I read her the story about the bear who could not sleep, and she fell asleep halfway through, and Rook stood in the doorway and watched us. When she was asleep, I tucked her in and kissed her forehead, and Rook whispered that she loved me, and I whispered that I loved her too.

I brushed my mouth against her ear to whisper, “Well, then, I guess I’m staying at your place tonight. Maybe you can read me a bedtime story from one of your sexy romance novels. We could act out some of the scenes.” Liz pressed her body firmly against mine. I could feel the outline of her hardened nipples pressing through her T-shirt, rubbing against my chest. Every ounce of my blood rushed to my crotch. She teasingly dragged her nails along the nape of my neck. Her voice was soft yet sexy as she spoke, “You mean like those scenes where the man finds himself tied to the bed, and is at the mercy of his lover?” Her lips grazed my throat as my Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. I growled out, “I

I picked him off the floor and walked us to the bedroom. "Can't I stay up for five more minutes?" Adrian asked, his beautiful jade eyes shimmering in the glow of his Power Ranger night light. "No, baby, you have school tomorrow," I told him, getting into the bed beside him. "How about a bedtime story?" "Yes!" he squealed excitedly. I chuckled and brought out my phone. After a few pages of the children's book I'd saved on my Kindle, Adrian was fast asleep. Plugging my phone in, I settled beside him, stroking his dark hair away from his chubby face.

As she settled in beside him, Theo snuggled close, his small body seeking the warmth and comfort of her presence. "Mama Hazel, will you tell me a bedtime story?" Theo asked, his eyes filled with anticipation. Hazel smiled, her heart swelling with love for the sweet boy who had captured her heart. She began to weave a tale of magical adventures and brave heroes, her voice soft and soothing in the quiet of the night. As the story unfolded, Theo's eyelids grew heavy, his breathing slowing into the steady rhythm of sleep. Hazel watched over him, her hand resting on his back, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest with each breath.

I sighed—long, content—nuzzling my nose against the hollow of his throat. “Comfy?” he murmured, lips brushing my hairline. “Mm-hmm. Perfect.” We lay there for a minute—just breathing, hearts finding the same rhythm again. The house was quiet around us; only the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirp of crickets outside. It felt safe. It felt like ours. I tilted my head back until I could see his face in the dim light. “Daddy?” “Hmm?” “Read me a goodnight story?” I asked, voice small and babyish again. “Like… a real one. Please?”

I immediately start putting all the corners of the puzzle together as I chew on the jerky. Twenty minutes later, I am done with the puzzle and have tears running down my cheeks as I sniffle. Looking at the puzzle in front of me of a sunset, I read the words for the third time: Kaeden Phoenix Gates. It’s only been a few weeks since I’ve known of you and I don’t know what to say. The one thing that sticks out the most is that you are the best thing that happened to us. I don’t deserve your love and devotion, but here you are, you were chosen for me and this feeling overwhelms me. The Moon Goddess gave me someone who will unconditionally love me in the future and bear my children—just this. Do

Just like last time the kiss was as passionate and I had to regain my composure after he disappeared into the night. I went to bed on cloud nine with the taste of his lips on mine. And of course all l dream about is him. My boyfriend, Treadway.

he commented with a chuckle, also still leaving kisses and smells on my face and collarbone. “How can I sleep if you are determined to keep me awake?” I then said I was complaining, but the silly smile on my lips ended up giving away my real feelings. “A good question. Now tell me, too: how can I fall asleep knowing that the woman I love most in life is sleeping right next to me, um?” He was so romantic, saying those words with that seductive morning voice of his. “The woman you love most? Hmm, hard to believe.” I lightly bit my lower lip, still feeling the sensation of the gods that he managed to make me tell a little; after all, his hands were on my body, caressing me and making me shiver

By the time we finally collapsed against each other, breathless and covered in a light sheen of sweat, I was deliciously sore and leaking his cum down my thighs. Ryan kissed me deeply, then gently sucked one last time on each of my sensitive nipples. “You’re going to be the death of me, baby,” he whispered, voice rough with satisfaction. “But I fucking love when you seduce me like this.” I smiled, still straddling his lap, his cock still buried inside me. “Good,” I purred. “Because I’m nowhere near done seducing my boyfriend.” The night was young. And I already had plans for round three.