The Roommate Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

he stammered, the hesitation in his voice impossible to disguise. It wasn’t really my place to pry. “Am sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your privacy. After all, we were nothing more than roommates… and occasional fuckmates. There was no exclusivity between us,no obligations,no promises and certainly no claim over one another—nothing that justified my curiosity. Bang. Bang. Bang. Three firm knocks resonated through the apartment, shattering the uneasy silence. I instinctively lifted my head, my brows knitting together. Who on earth could that be now? I wondered.

I do not want to have a conversation with him either, so why was he being so rude? I walk into the room and close the door before locking it from inside. I sit on the bed and stare at the empty wall ahead. I turn my head to my suitcase, still sitting pretty in the room. I was somehow glad that I had fallen asleep instead of unpacking; I would have been too stressed to have to pack it up again. I'm lost in thoughts of how the hell this could happen to me when I hear a knock on the door. My roommate is a boy. A hot, shirtless, arrogant, smirking boy. This was a Greek tragedy, and I was the main character, about to suffer. I did not need to stay with him too long to know he was the kind of boy

she said. We both walked into the lecture hall and took seats beside each other. I opened the huge textbook I had with me and began flipping through the page. "Who's your roommate?" She asked. "Zeke," I said. "Girl, if it's Zeke Rodriguez, then you better get another dorm," she said with a knowing black American voice. "Why's that?" I asked. "You see, Zeke doesn't like sharing room with people especially girls so he's gonna get you transferred to another room, or rather you'll transfer yourself," she said in her normal voice.

"Not really, only five places, including this apartment! this apartment is by far the best!" "Is that so? earlier, the man said there was an empty apartment with three bedrooms. If you don't mind, how about we share a room?" "What? share a room? with you?" ***

Spencer’s POV After I got back from my job, I immediately went back to my room. When I arrived in front of my door, I took a deep sigh before entering since I have to deal with my beloved roommate. He’s annoying and I really hate him. Well, we both hated each other since high school. As I opened it, I saw Kieran sipping his coffee like there was something going on.

Stacey didn't fail to notice the mockery in her eyes as she said it and at that point, she knew Stacey and her supposed roommate, Madison, weren't on good terms. "Have a nice day” Stacey said with a slight smile. “My room's 214. When you probably get used to the school environment, you could say hola” she beamed. “Or not” she shrugged before exiting the room, leaving Aanya with her scary new roommate. She just seemed to be engrossed in the violent music, shaking her head constantly to the beat, at the same time, her body making slight movement, while still on the bed. The fact that she was enjoying the music that Aanya found repulsive, made her wonder what kind of crazy roommate she had ende

, she snaps at him. “My romantic bone is soft at the moment since you’re sitting on another man’s lap, baby girl”, he says coldly, making me laugh into her shoulder over his jealousy. “Not funny, Knight”! Oh, but it is! She slides her butt off of my lap and drops her head into it instead, “better”? “A little”, Spencer tells her as I run my fingers through her hair. He glares at me! “The Chocolate Room was cool”, she then says. “What’s that? Like a room in the garden that’s growing cocoa beans or something?” Spencer says, making us laugh again.

Hii I know it's only been 2 flippin chapters but thank you for still reading this! Usually each chapter is gonna alternate P.O.V's between the main characters soo yea dassit :) Jai P.O.V I opened the door to my apartment which was average-sized, but somehow spacious, and was welcomed by my partner in crime, Amiga. "Hey girl!" I smiled.

The idea of him choosing Maya—loud, bright, soft‑heart chaos—made me feel a mix of warmth and weirdness. “That’s… kind of sweet, but in an overachieving way.” “That’s Rafael,” he scoffed. “Stubborn, overachieving, and apparently unable to resist your roommate.” A grin tugged at my mouth. “So do we pretend we heard nothing? Or do we leave a condom bouquet in 4D and hope they get the hint?” “We act like normal people and mind our business. If it was a one‑off, they don’t need us making it weirder. If it’s not…”

Chapter 27 Title: Loud Enough for the Whole Floor Setting:A single dorm room, 2:51 a.m., door locked, lights off, only the glow of her phone **Character: - Riley Quinn, 22 — college senior, addicted to how loud and messy she can make herself POV:Riley (first-person) Heat:The filthiest solo chapter yet — extreme sensitivity, nonstop loud moaning, nipple torture, continuous forced orgasms, squirting, complete loss of control