All Chapters of One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

The next week was filled with work during the day and Mason at night. She was inspired by him to the point of madness, her fingers itching to write every day when she woke up in his arms. The words flowed from her like a fountain and she felt almost possessed, just the vessel for the story to have its tale told. The story felt alive, like a living, breathing entity that she had to feed constantly. Each morning she woke in Mason’s bed, they shared breakfast and then she came back to her apartment and sat down at her computer to write for eight hours straight, her fingers not always able to keep up with the muse. After writing all day she would go back to Mason’s apartment and cook dinner for them. Not that she was a great cook, but she needed the activity to help her unwind from the writing. It was like her balancing scale, bringing her back down to earth and reality after having spent so long on another plane. Sometimes Mason joined her in the kitchen and they prepared the meal t

“Absolutely,” Juliet said before taking a bite of her own salad. She chewed thoughtfully for a moment and swallowed before speaking again. “You’ve got five really good main characters. It’s an ensemble that you could do lots of interesting things with, sort of like a crime-fighting team similar to the television show ‘Bones’ or one of those ‘CSI’ ones.” “You don’t think that having one of the main characters a serial killer will put people off? You don’t think they’ll want him caught?” She waved her fork around in the air while she spoke, “Not at all. Look at the popularity of ‘Dexter.’ Your Hyde is not quite the same, obviously, but there is something intrinsic in everyone that makes us want to see justice done, even if it is the kind of justice that Hyde metes out.” “I have a friend who designs video games. His latest one is about a man whose wife is murdered and he goes on a vigilante killing rampage for revenge. He said the same thing about his game, that there

He stopped in front of the window and looked out at the park across the road. A man and a woman stood on the sidewalk, shopping bags spread around them. His cock began to harden as he looked at the woman and he frowned at himself. It was the first time since he’d met Lisa that another woman had even stirred his interest and he didn’t like the feeling. He didn’t like the thought that he could be attracted to someone else, not when he’d allowed himself to become so invested in his lovely next-door neighbor. The woman tossed her hair and recognition dawned. That wasn’t just any woman, that was Lisa. His body had recognized her even when his eyes hadn’t. She looked different; she was wearing different clothes than the ones she’d left in and she seemed to be holding herself differently, her posture straighter, more confident. And she was flirting with that guy. Jealousy bubbled up inside him like acid and he tasted bile in his throat as he watched the man put a hand on her e

She felt the shift in his emotional state and she could suddenly breathe again. His feelings weren’t any less tangible, they were just no longer choking her. She could feel him, feel the concern and worry and care that now surrounded her as he held her close, whispering to her, comforting her. She reached up, unable to stop herself, and cupped a hand along his jaw. His eyes flared and his breath hitched, but he didn’t withdraw. His eyes held hers and she felt his pain, but also his need. The moment stretched out like taffy, the edges wobbly and unfocused as they stared at one another. He shifted, cupping her face and kissing her. She felt the play of muscles in his jaw under the crispy rasping of his whiskers on her palm. He lifted his head and stared down at her with an intensity that rocked her. “I love you, Lisa,” he said before kissing her again, not giving her the opportunity to reply. Not that she could have. With those words he’d stolen her breath, her

He nipped her in warning, but he knew she was too far gone to heed it, so he nipped her again as he thrust a second finger inside her, the added pressure all she needed to tip her over into her climax. She cried out as her body went taut and her core clamped down on his fingers. He lifted his head to watch her as she broke open for him and his heart clenched at the amazing sight of his Sweet Lisa in the throes of an orgasm. Barely giving her time to recover, he jumped from the bed and stripped out of his clothing. He sheathed himself in a condom and settled himself between her hips before thrusting into her. Her body arched off the bed and her sex clenched around him, squeezing him tight. He closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her under him, the way her creamy thighs cradled him, the plush feeling of her breasts pillowed against his chest. He kissed her as he began to pump slowly into her and she opened to him willingly, tangling her tongue with his. Overcome with a rush