What My Boyfriend Wore Novels & Stories

He isn't my real boyfriend, I was only using him to cover up because he gave me the permission to do so. ***** I wore my watch around my wrist and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was looking stunning as always one morning, dressed in my work outfit, A tight black skirt and blue T-shirt. I wore my black heels and turned to Jasmine, “How do I look?” I asked. She has been sitting down, looking at me, for about five minutes she came in. “If it doesn't look good, I'll change”

As he took off his shoes, Harsh responded, "Yes." As soon as I opened the door, he approached me. "I've been missing you a lot." "Me, too," I said as I cradled him in my arms. "Riya, what is this? You wore my T-shirt again today," he made a remark about my clothing. "How many times do I have to say that this is a present from my boyfriend?" I asked him jokingly. He said, with sly irritability on his face, "That's not right."

" You have two moles on your upper back ; one on your right arm where your arm curves , and you love being kissed on the neck." My boyfriend ... was he the one who ... " I was found half naked floating in the river . If I am your girlfriend tell me something I don't know." " You were pregnant with our child when you got attacked . " "Huh ?" " Our baby was supposed to be due on June the thirty first. I was going to ask you to marry me. You have a scar on your knee from a BMX accident . " My boy friend is hot and he looks like an athlete. He is wearing a dress shirt and slacks . Judging by the way he walks he must be doing a ball sport?

He seemed to need and want to touch me desperately, just as I did him. He kissed me, touched me, and made love to me, holding me against the shower wall. With each thrust, he repeated that I was his, that I was too beautiful, and that he was crazy about me. The shower took longer than it should have. My boyfriend was especially attentive this morning and seemed to be dying from missing me. It felt so good that the smile on my face seemed like it might wrap around my head, it was so big. I was in the closet, picking out what to wear, when he came in already dressed in dress pants and a white shirt completely unbuttoned. He looked so sexy like that.

Before the house helper informs me about Andrew’s arrival I cut her off. “Andrew is already in the living room waiting for me,” I said and chuckled. Our house helper nodded and smile. I nodded at her too and went down to where my boyfriend is. When I came down, I immediately saw my handsome boyfriend sitting in the living room. He is wearing khaki shorts and a plain white V-neck shirt. I smiled when I saw him suddenly stand when he saw me coming to him. "I told you to wear something simple." I frowned. “I’m already wearing simple clothes,” I said then pouted.

His body responded with a shallow breath, his desire evident. Whispering in his ear, I said, "You look amazing in my clothes." He was wearing my black track pants. Ashton's fingers slipped into my waistband. "One of the perks of being the same size as my boyfriend," he teased. Hearing him refer to me as his boyfriend out loud made my smile widen even more.

Then he pulled me to him and said, “We match.” I smiled. “Yeah, it’s crazy, isn’t it?” I sighed. “I found your letter.” He smiled at me. “Now, you believe it was unnecessary to delay our long overdue talk one more night?” I nodded. “I know, and I’m sorry.” He looked down at my dress and then he grinned. “You have to be careful what you wear, kitten. Your boyfriend may not always find the strength to resist tearing it off you.” I laughed. “My boyfriend is stronger than you give him credit for. He is, after all, Superman.”

Since Gideon packed my bag he knows what exactly are my choices of clothes so I ask him If I can stroll around and I'll be back in an hour or two. My lovely boyfriend did not even suspect anything and he just gave me his card and reminded me to be careful.

The voice of my boyfriend, Carl. “You look so beautiful, Darcy.” He uttered with a wide grin, and I reciprocated. The term ‘boyfriend’ would change today as soon as he is announced as my mate. This was the part I looked forward to. He wore a fitted white tuxedo, one I hadn’t seen before, and in his hands was a bouquet of roses. My cheeks flushed as I collected the flowers from him. “Thank you so much for being here, Carl,” I said as I embraced him.

He didn’t reply me but I heard him mutter something like ‘girls’, that made me smile and I started undressing. I was still in my bra and panties when the door opened to reveal him, I tried to cover myself with my hand but he only smirked and walked up to me, “Adrian, what are you doing?” “You owe me something,” he whispered. “What’s that?” He raised his hand to reveal the black thong he had found the other day, I can’t believe he hadn’t forgotten about that. His lips curled up as he approached me step by step. I withdrew back and it wasn’t long, my back was on the cold wall, Adrian had me cornered again only that this time, he is now my boyfriend. “You promised to wear this.”