You Slept With Mr Wilson Novels & Stories

Yeah, I was right, either he was asleep or deep in thoughts. He turned to me suddenly. "Gray, when did you come in?" He asked, pulling me to his body so I could enter the downpour of water. "Not too long? I didn't know the mighty Tyler Bresfort was capable of sleeping in the shower." I joked. "I wasn't sleeping. I was just- thinking." He said, as he caressed my body, like he was bathing me or something. "Thinking about what?" I asked him. He didn't reply, all he did was turn me around slowly, until my back was to his front, his lips found it's way to my neck and his hands sled to both of my breast, giving them gentle squeezes that made me forget he was ignoring my question.

Actually, no… last night was the wrong brother. Seeing Liam standing there looking confused, I came back to my senses. What have I done? I had sex with Jaxon West! I had sex with the Wrong Brother!!! T. B. C!!

Landon panicked. He yelled incoherently, “I didn’t do it! I was only curious! These two are up to something!” He pointed at Fiona and me. He seemed to think it was his saving grace. “These two didn’t register as guests with their driver's licenses! They must be sneaking around! It’s obvious that they have a suspicious relationship! Why else would a man bring a woman to a hotel room? He must be a John! Arrest him!” I scoffed and met Landon’s gaze.

“It wasn’t my fault. I was in the bar with Katherine and then…” “Enough!” Andrew yelled, cutting my explanation short as he glared at me. “You were at the bar with Katherine? How come she was with me all night if you were in the club with her!” Hearing Andrew’s words, my world fell apart. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. All night? Could it be they’ve been having an affair behind my back, making me a fool? “That’s not possible, I was with Katherine,” I stated firmly. Drifting my gaze from Andrew to Katherine, I pleaded desperately, “Please tell him, tell him the truth. I was drugged last night and almost taken advantage of. You were with me at the bar.”

“Pretty much.” “Do you think we . . . had sex.” Was I supposed to feel different if we did? Is that why we couldn’t remember? Did losing your virginity come with some partial amnesia or shit? No one ever mentioned that. “Highly likely.” His grey eyes twinkled. Before I could reply my phone beeped. Fifty-five missed calls from Ashley, Jennifer, and my mom. The time on my phone read one pm on the fourteenth of November. Shit. My wedding is tomorrow. And here I am in bed with some strange hot man whose name I don’t even know.

Juliet Diaz:- I don't know when I cried myself to sleep on the bed all curled up, but when I woke up, I wasn't alone; I was wrapped up in Nicholas's arms, who held me securely to him as if he were scared of losing me. The events from last night came crashing down on me once again. I didn't want to bother Nicholas, as he was already hurting. He looked exhausted but peaceful as he slept, which is why I didn't want to disturb him.

I said wanting to beat him up but nothing was happening. "No. This is my life Millie and it is also yours. Wilson go on up to bed." Wilson nodded and left the room while Brian lead me to his bedroom. I knew that he must be turned on and I had no time to process what all I had witnessed when he shut the door behind us and he was kissing on me and soon he was on top of me enjoying himself as he thrusted in and out of me until he came and I was lying there in pain and agony and hatred. I wasn't sure of who or what I hated most. Myself or Brian? I fell asleep next to Brian later on.

"All right, I'll see you Monday then. Bright and early." "Monday," Dad said. "Have a good weekend, Jonathan." As soon as the door closed, Mr. Williams tugged me to my feet, bent me over his desk, and pulled down my soaked panties, as if he couldn't wait one more minute. "Spread your legs for me, Mila." I wrapped my fingers around the edges of the desk and spread my legs. Mr. Williams wrapped the tie three times around his hand and pulled me closer to him by it, so I couldn't go anywhere.

He had someone he could rely on. After a while, Wilson heard light snoring and sighed. He was looking forward to some sexy time after making up with Carlos, but the werecat was in a worse condition than he thought if he fell asleep this easily. His unguarded and defenceless face made Wilson feel helpless. “Good night,” he kissed Carlos on the forehead and tucked him into bed before snuggling together. Carlos might hiss at him when he found out that they slept together again when he woke up tomorrow, but for now, Wilson didn’t care about the consequences. It had been way too long since they had any form of contact, and he was touch starved.

"Exactly like you said, Lucius was being drugged. Luckily I didn't believe that cheap trap set by that guy you co-slept with your husband, Riley." Wilson was getting Riley in. He had just finished treating Lucius. The man who was unconscious made him slightly shake his head.