The First Night With The Duke Novels & Stories

And if I'm lucky enough to have a thousand ordinary mornings with him after this one extraordinary night, I'll choose him every single time. The rooftop is still there. The skyline still shines. The lights still glow. And somewhere beneath all those familiar stars is the memory of two strangers meeting by accident. One holding champagne that wasn't hers. The other asking for a glass. Neither of them knowing that their lives were about to change. Some nights become memories. Some nights become stories. And some nights... become forever.

“You aren’t breaking anyone’s heart. No one has to know that this whole thing is fake. Also, no matter what you say, they’ll assume that I get bored of you. If you want to go through with this revenge, you have to marry me. You have to be the one who tames the wild duke.” Katherine rolled her eyes. “You are not a duke yet. You’re an earl.” “True but I don’t think saying you’re the one who tames the wild ‘soon to be’ a duke sounds great.” She laughed. Damn it, even when he drove her crazy, he still managed to get her smile. “Well that isn’t just a step, that’s a leap right there,” he commented, one corner of his mouth rose and formed a charming, lopsided smile.

But then, I suddenly got a call from Jeff, asking me to turn up at the usual spot. I was reluctant at first, thinking he was trying to make moves on me again. But he went further and revealed Zane was with him and they’d be enjoying the party till dawn. What? On his wedding night?! How is he in the club already when he’s supppsed to be cuddling his new bride? Is it what I’m thinking? I didn’t wait for the answer, I rushed back into my car and drove straight to the club. I got there and the scene I walked into shocked me. Zane was right there, flirting and making out with girls.

“Wait for me downstairs, we’re going on a date!” My frustration with the man who talked to me out of nowhere earlier instantly vanished when I heard that Greyson was planning to take me out on a f*cking date. “W-what…” Only a few minutes passed before he arrived beside me in his tuxedo. If only we didn’t know each other from the past, I would definitely fall for him at first sight, and he would be haunting me in my dreams every night. No wonder there are a lot of women out there who get deceived by Greyson, other than the fact that he’s rich.

Adam said gently. He was always like that. Adam never once messed with me. "Last night, you came to my room, opened the door, and took off my clothes, and you took off yours. We both enjoyed the night without me knowing that you were Adam. The lights were off so that I couldn't catch your reflection very well. I thought you were Gavin; I couldn't hear your sighs and whispers very well either. I might have. It felt different that night. But I didn't think much of it because, damn it, I enjoyed what you did to me," I said honestly. Adam was silent, and so was I. We faced each other in the room, remembering the sin we had committed.

Once inside, Maya and Damian slipped into their matching pajamas and went to sleep in each other arms. The next morning, Maya woke up feeling relaxed. For the first time in days she finally had a good nights sleep. She wrapped her arms around Damian's, which was still holding her securely and smiled. If someone had told her she was going to meet a person like him, she would have just laughed out loud and recommend a psychiatric hospital to the person. "Morning Wife," She heard Damian mumbled followed by light feathery kisses. "How was your night?" She asked as she turned to face him.

She placed her hands on mine and pushed me backwards till we reached the bed. "Do you want us to try now?" She asked, taking off her night robe, and was left in her nude-colored silky nightwear which was quite transparent. The neckline of the nightwear was low, exposing her fleshy cleavages. I felt my lower member stiffen in anticipation and a groan escaped my lips. Her mouth parted and slowly I caressed her shoulders, trailing my fingers along her left arm. I lowered my teeth which had produced a fang and bit her neck, suckling the part where I'd marked when we were fated as mates. She moaned in ecstasy and I switched our positions, flipping her over so that her back would face the bed.

Oh, if they knew the truth! "The Duke and Duchess of Colchester are here." A young woman whispered to her companion as they walked into the room. "He is so handsome." Her companion muttered. "It's such a surprise to see the Duke attend such an occasion with the Duchess by his side." Another lady said, chuckling. "Perhaps the Duke has fallen in love with the Duchess? I heard he's having a ball tomorrow night." Simon stared at Dane, no less stunned than the others. No one expected the hotheaded Duke to show up to such an occasion.

“What are you doing here?” I could ask him the same thing because I know that’s not his assigned bedchamber. I walked towards him and his expression turned into a deep concern. The duke stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. He looked ridiculous in his silk pajamas and nightcap. “You can't be here,” he said, his eyes combing the dimly lit hallway for signs of life. “What if other people–” I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down to crash my lips into his.

Because I know what I went through trying to come this far with my plan, she won't dare because I will make sure she doesn't live to see the next day. What should I begin with right now? I think I will just start by getting those clothes off his body, Oh my goodness! Richard is just too handsome. I can’t wait to have his whole cork inside me. She quickly removed her clothes and was completely naked, then went close to where Richard was and laid right beside him, fiddling herself and squeezing her breast at the same time. She was completely out of the moment, pulled Richard's trousers instantly, and took his cork in her mouth, begin to suck on it. Richard just couldn't control his groans as t