Sweet Night Novels & Stories

“Never… I’ll never let you sigh, howl and growl underneath the other men’s bodies, Eva Sweetheart… You only belong to me; you solely belong to Sugar Aquarius Minarto…” Sugar Aquarius pounced his Eva Sweetheart’s perfect, gorgeous, slim as well as sexily intoxicating body again. Their lips, mouths and tongues twisted one after another again. Their hands were seen exploring, travelling as well as adventuring on each other’s flawless, gorgeous as well as sexily intoxicating bodies. Hot bed was begun again. Words, phrases as well as sentences weren’t needed anymore. Sighing, howling and growling were soon audible throughout Sugar Aquarius’ personal room that night.

So soft, calm, and soothing while he can be prancing furious tiger at the office sometimes. “She is a pervert!!!” Mike purposely craned his neck towards Jessica’s direction and spat it aloud. Annoyed, still, Jessica didn’t dare to talk back and dug low into the sofa-a scared cat. Then Mike’s attention dragged back to Sarah and he looked down at the half-empty ice cream tub in her hand. “What is this?” “Mint and chocolate chip cookies” Mike narrowed his eyes “I can see that!!! How are you supposed to sleep with that much sugar pumped in your body in the middle of the night?”

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.

Slow and soft and entirely unhurried, the kind of kiss that had nothing to prove and everything to give. When it ended, I settled back against his chest without a word. His arms tightened around me, and I closed my eyes, finding the steady beat of his heart under my ear and letting it do what it had been doing all night. Neither of us said anything else. We simply held each other in the quiet dark of the apartment and let sleep come gently, finally safe inside the truth of what we both felt. The sound hit before I was fully awake. A crash so loud and so violent that I was sitting upright before my eyes had even properly opened, my heart already slamming against my ribs with the particular ur

I reply. "Honey, no man can have a nightmare about a beautiful woman like you. Sleep well," Connor replies, and I blush as he sends me a kiss emoji. I reply goodnight with the same emoji, knowing this is the start of a beautiful relationship between Connor and me. I just hope it lasts and that I do not get hurt.

"Do you guys want to order noodles? Amanda hasn't eaten a decent meal in days." "Daniel, I'm really not that hungry. Tea is fine." "I don't want noodles. I want pizza," Olivia announced. Amelia's eyebrows shot up. "Wow! Olivia LouBennett wants pizza this late at night?" She laughed. "I thought you didn't eat carbs after six." "I deserve pizza after almost losing my nipple." Amelia stared at her. "You almost lost your what?" "To Ethan?" James asked. He immediately smacked Ethan on the shoulder. "What the fuck, man?"

Look at the ceiling. He noticed how I take my coffee. It shouldn't mean anything. It means everything. My phone buzzes again. **Goodnight Sloane.** **Goodnight Lennon.** I fall asleep smiling for the first time in weeks.

Her coquettish voice was like melted sugar, so sweet that it was cloying. Any man would not be able to hold himself back if they were to look into those glistening eyes of hers. There were no movements in Jonathan's eyes. He said, "Charlotte, you're drunk. Stop drinking…" Charlotte inched closer to him, placing her hand softly on his arm. "I feel so hot…" She had just finished speaking when the sound of glass breaking could be heard. Charlotte's affectatious expression stiffened instantly. What's wrong with this nightclub? How could their soundproofing be so bad?

Type cradles her close and lets the blanket fall, Sia try not to laugh too loudly when he try not to fall of the couch flailing his arms. Bright wakes up before Ash and smiles, loving the sight of his husband face in the morning. He listens to the soft snores that come from his lover and smiles, recording the sound for a minute to prove that Ash does snore. After about half an hour, Bright feels two strong arms tighten around him. He smiles against the hairy chest his head is resting on.

The scent of her perfume wraps around me, sweet and safe. Sleep tugs at the edges of my mind, whispering promises of peace. I let go.