Silent Lovers Movie Novels & Stories

A pin drop silence fell in the room such that the only thing they could hear was the wind blowing so much outside, the window was open as the cold air sipped in and Sia felt it against her exposed legs and closed her eyes as she rested her head on his chest, Emiliano played with her hair with a plan of getting her to sleep but whatever he was doing wasn't working the woman was still awake "What will make you...to fall asleep sweetheart?"he asked with a whisper and kissed her shoulder, Sia let out a soft moan and flickered her eyes open as they bore into his. It was dark but sia could see the outline of his face "I will ..when we first relive...that night please"she murmured and reached her h

The silence in the primary suite stretched until it became its own kind of pressure. Elara stood where Kai had left her, the image of the open bedroom door still burned behind her eyes—her husband’s cock disappearing between the pierced girl’s lips, her newly adult son’s mouth working between another woman’s thighs, the four bodies moving between the two men without shame or hesitation. The tears had dried into tight tracks on her cheeks. Shock had begun to harden into something sharper. She looked at him and the word formed first in the quiet of her mind, clear and absolute.

The kiss lasted for a few minutes and I had to stop it when I felt his bulge pressing against me. “Don't you rest?” I asked teasingly. “Not with you standing at the balcony in the morning with my shirt looking sexy and beautiful as hell,” he said, looking at me in a way I love so much and my cheeks heated up. Before I knew it, I was on the bed, a moaning mess while Silvano was doing what he knows how to do best. Making love to me. We woke up later in the morning and got dressed to watch a movie in the cinema. Silvano booked the whole cinema so it was just inside and we had it all to ourselves.

Not this time. Minutes passed. The movie played. Chloe laughed at something on screen. "Natalie's so dumb! Who jumps off a cliff because they got red hair?" I forced a laugh. "I know, right?" Silas said nothing. He hadn't smiled, hadn't moved. 'Thank God. Maybe he changed his mind.' Then the scene shifted—a romantic reunion. The leads kissing, desperate, three weeks of longing spilling over. And just like that, I was back in the cellar. Silas's fingers inside me, his mouth on my clit, dragging two orgasms out of me like he was owed them.

He comments, rubbing on my back. “Yeah, kind of.” I point out. I’d very much prefer to avoid all topics pertaining to his parents for a very long time. The movie finally begins and sure enough, it’s an old 90s movie. The name itself already gives a glimpse at how cheesy and romantic it’s going to be. Silas falls back into his seat, groaning in pure agony and closing his eyes. I watch him, just enjoying the whole scene unfold. “I think I’m really going to enjoy this.” I joke, chuckling from his reaction.

I come silently, biting down on my own wrist, pussy fluttering and gushing around him in long, slow waves. He feels every pulse and whimpers into my hair, hips stuttering, trying so hard not to follow me over. I don’t let him. I slow to almost nothing, just tiny clenches around his cock that make him sob against my shoulder. Twenty minutes later the film hits a quiet scene, just soft breathing on screen, no music.

He muttered something about her being extremely cute and didn't bother changing the channel. But the thing is, the couple in the movie was truly going at it. What started as kissing had led to clothes being taken off, vulgar sounds, and erotic motions. Evelyn felt like she could melt into the floor at that very moment. She wasn't silly enough not to know what p**n was, but she'd just never had any interest in it and especially didn't want to watch something like this in front of him. Silas had his eyes glued to the flustered woman beside him. His lips curled up in a smile as he took in every shy movement she made, even going as far as lowering her eyes while trying to mute the sounds of sex

Silvester left the room with tears streaming down her face. Mr. Silvester, seeing the severity of the situation, summoned Alex and Revilla for assistance. Thirty minutes later, when Alex and Revilla arrived, Eryx remained in the same place. Mr. Silvester escorted Mrs. Silvester away to provide them with privacy. Both Alex and Revilla were taken aback by Eryx's condition. Revilla knelt in front of him and gently touched his shoulder. He hugged her tightly and began to cry, his heart heavy with sorrow. Revilla felt her own heart sink, trying to comfort him while Alex attempted to console him as well.

She simply, on an ordinary morning, packed her belongings and calmly left the house filled with expensive furniture. The movie ended with a scene showing the female lead disappearing into the crowd with her suitcase. The soundtrack switched to a soft, melancholic hum. In the theater, faint sniffles could be heard from a few of the young women. Silas sat there with his eyes fixed on the screen, but his fingers were subconsciously picking at the edge of the armrest in the dark. The plot was too familiar to him, so familiar that every frame felt like a slap on the face. He turned to the side, curious to see how Teresa was reacting to the movie.

“I love you too. And I hate that loving you cost her so much.” They sat like that until the TV screen finally went black. The room plunged into deeper darkness, broken only by the moonlight. Luca didn’t move to turn anything on. He just held her hand. Valentina rested her head against his shoulder careful, light, barely touching. Neither of them spoke again. They listened to the house settle. To Sofia’s occasional footsteps upstairs. To their own breathing. Slow. Steady. Painful. But together. And in that quiet, broken silence…