Sex And The City Novel Novels & Stories

EMMA My body felt boneless, utterly spent, yet glowing with a deep, satisfied warmth I had never experienced before. I lay sandwiched between Sarah and Jake in the middle of the huge bed, our skin slick with sweat, cum, and pussy juices. My head rested on Sarah’s soft, heaving breasts while Jake spooned me from behind, his softening cock nestled against my ass and one strong arm draped possessively over my waist. The room smelled like sex—musky, sweet, and filthy. The only sounds were our slowing breaths and the occasional soft kiss pressed to bare skin.

Her cheeks burned. “Do you have a condom with you?” she asked after a moment of hesitation. His tongue pressed firmly against the inside of his mouth at her question. His stare lifted to her face, and he leaned closer again; her nipples skimmed against his rock-hard chest, sending a sharp vibration straight through her core. “Well…I’m not going to fuck you now Sophia,” he murmured against her lips. Wait…what? We are not going to have sex? “What?” The word slipped out automatically, laced with confusion.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

He simply watched me, his blue eyes holding a secret knowledge. I stumbled away, each step a testament to the seismic shift that had occurred within me. The city’s breath still clung to me, but now it held a new scent—the musky, primal scent of sex. I was no longer just Chloe, the successful businesswoman. I was Chloe, the woman who had found raw, forbidden pleasure in the arms of a stranger. And as I walked away, the shame was still there, but beneath it, a strange, exhilarating sense of liberation bloomed. I would never be the same.

(WARNING: 18+ CONTENT!!!) AIDEN’S POV I can feel him in every fiber of my being. God, why does it feel so good? I thought I was straight, but the shiver that racks my body as Nikolai’s presses his hard length against mine proves otherwise. “Fuck, Aiden,” he growls against my skin. “You’re shaking. Should I stop?” “No,” I whimper, grinding down my cock against his instinctively, the friction so good I see stars.

I gathered them one by one, printed, scanned, and backed them up. The private investigator was very efficient, sending over the preliminary information by noon the following day. That man was Joseph Dixon. He was 28 years old, a local, and working as an administrative supervisor. He and Queenie met a year ago at an industry networking event. They confirmed their relationship three months later, and Queenie got pregnant five months ago. Queenie, on the other hand, was currently on leave, awaiting childbirth. Queenie had lied to me about being sent on an overseas assignment. She had actually been in the same city, cheating on me with another man. She had even lied about her work being unfinish

I don't think I was this sensitive the first time I had sex. "Callista !" I cried out in pleasure. My eyes opened to see Roy behind Callista, who had her ass arched up to his groin. I looked over to see only Dimitri standing there. Where did Reign go? Dimitri didn't hesitate to approach me once our eyes locked. His mouth was on mine, engulfing me with the taste of sweet whiskey on his tongue. Never in a million years did I ever think I'd be with the two of them at the same time ever again. I felt that the night between Dimitri, Callista, and me nearly six years ago was the last.

I can’t say whether or not he would have told me what he’d seen on his phone because I didn’t pry. Closing my eyes, I slide deeper into the warm water. My body was still buzzing from what had just happened. At twenty-three, I’m still a virgin. I’ve never done anything remotely sexual with another man, thinking that I was going to save myself for Shawn, and then for James. But the way my body came alive just from James’ touch left me longing for more.

"Wait… You’re telling me he hasn’t touched you at all?! Not even with a wife as gorgeous as you?! That’s it. He’s gotta be into men." The typing speed was blazing fast—practically turbocharged. Grace pouted—not because Clara had declared her husband doomed, but— "Excuse you! How dare you question my charm?! I was just taking a bath, nothing happened yet!" "Ohh…" Clara sent a suspicious emoji. "So… are you ready?" Grace’s gaze drifted toward the enormous bed. Tonight, she’d be sharing it with her unfamiliar husband. This would be their first night sleeping together. Back when Raphael had briefly stayed in this apartment before leaving for Australia, she hadn’t yet converted the guest rooms in

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