Used While I Pretend To Sleep Novels & Stories

My limbs feel heavy, exhaustion creeping in now that the adrenaline is gone. I settle onto the couch, curling up, and close my eyes. I hear when Kaelan leaves the bathroom, the soft rustle of fabric, the creak of the bed as he sits down. But I don’t stir. I pretend to be asleep. At some point, I do fall asleep. A low sound wakes me. A grunt. Then another. I blink, disoriented. The room is dim, the only light coming from the moon filtering through the curtains. Then I hear it again.

I will just unpack my things and stay in our room. It was late at night when he returned, and I was sleeping already. I was lying on my side of the bed, away from the door. I lay still, didn't move, and pretended to be asleep. I heard the splash of the shower, and I was keen to join him there, but I stopped myself. There's more time, Bluven. Just be patient! I still pretended to be asleep when he finished his shower. "Are you still awake, Bluven, baby?" I heard him ask in his deep and raspy voice.

Sitting up suddenly while rubbing his forehead, he said, "You scared me. I fell asleep just a moment ago and you woke me up. Little Mask, what are you sneaking around my room for?" Maureen could tell at a glance that he had been pretending to sleep. She was fuming on the inside. What a peculiar person he was. "If I can't sleep, then I can't sleep. To put her mind at ease, I pretend to be asleep." "I just came to see if you were asleep. If you can't sleep, I plan to sleep with you." Sleep together??? Could such a good thing really happen??? Liam's heart sped up. With his messy black hair, he dumbfoundedly looked at Maureen. Seeing him, Maureen teased,

Now, how to go down. Still clouded by that dilemma, I heard a faint, hesitant knock on the door. I tensed a d quickly shut the window. I kicked off my shoes and dove on my bed and scrambled to get under the covers. With a once over, I made sure to scan the room to check if there was anything out of place that would raise suspicion. It was all clear so I cleared my throat and said, " Uh, come in?" with a groggy and sleepy voice to pretend that I was asleep all along.

She closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. "You’re going to sleep on me? What if I get drowsy while driving?" Reed teased. "Wake me up if you get tired. I’ll take over," she said, then pretended to sleep again. Hmph, let him suffer without someone to talk to, she thought. Eventually, Reed started complaining. She "woke up" from her fake sleep. "Oh, sorry I woke you," he said. "It’s okay. Are you tired? I’ll drive now," she offered.

She pretended that they had more between them than just physical needs. As he watched her snuggle into his arms like a little kitten, Jayden smirked slightly. His eyes appeared much gentler too. She thought that he hadn't woken up, so he pretended to be asleep. He hugged her tender body and lay down with her. He felt good even if they were just lying in bed, doing nothing. ...... The sun was shining even brighter, and it was almost noon. The two of them finally realized that it was not a good idea to continue sleeping in and got up reluctantly.

I needed to get my head on straight, to focus on the plan. I fumbled with the stereo, needing a distraction. But as soon as I hit the power button, music blasted through the speakers, the bass thumping hard enough to rattle the windows. Ava jerked upright, her hood falling back. She looked startled, her eyes red and bleary, her face flushed like she'd been smoking something. For a second, I was struck by how wrecked she looked, how far from her usual polished self. "Shit, sorry," I mumbled, frantically turning the volume down. "Didn't mean to wake you."

Her eyes met with mine. A smile crooked my lips. “I think he is pretending.” A tingling sensation filled my stomach as I anticipated the prank I wanted to play on him. “But he looks like he is asleep.” “No, he is pretending. If he was actually sleeping, he wouldn't be snoring. When people are sleeping, they are almost dead, so they can’t make noise,” I said with a dramatic tone. As soon as those words left my lips, his snoring ceased. But his eyes were still tightly shut.

nott since the whole world stopped hunting us. But tonight the air was thick with it again that old electricity that dirty, forbidden spark we’d burned everything down to keep. I pushed up, swung a leg over, straddled him. My dress rode straight up. No panties I never bothered with them at home anymore. “Pretend,” I whispered against his ear. “Just tonight. Pretend I’m still her pretend you’re still him. Pretend the house is wired and Mom could walk in any second… but you can’t stop.”

‘He’ll lie down in here tonight and we’ll be all over his sheets. I’m changing them after. ‘Then take your time. A month should do it.’ I’m not making the man sleep in my p**n. He’ll know what I did in here anyway, clean sheets or not, and I’d just rather be pretending to be asleep on the couch when he does. I lube up and stretch out on my stomach with one knee hiked up toward my ribs, so my subscribers get a good look, and lay my head down on his pillow.