Novels by Soloscribes

Mason walked into his office early that morning, he had barely gotten any sleep. Iris' face wouldn't leave his mind. The way Iris had come apart on his thigh, eyes wide, mouth open saying his name. The memory alone had kept him hard for hours. He had stopped himself from going to her room to finish where they left off. The image of her milky skin flushed red, her hands flying to shield herself from his eyes. Like there was something to be shy about her beautiful body. His mind went to her little attempt to seduce him. Anyone with eyes would have known what she was doing. Especially her attempt at teasing him with those shorts. God those shorts… were the bane of his existence. He had known what she was testing, whether he wanted her or Henry. The report from the men he’d hired to watch her confirmed it. From her conversation with her friend. What bothered him the most was how hesitant she was. The look she had in her eyes was like… she was bracing herself for rejection. Her eye

Mason lifted me like I weighed nothing and settled me on one thigh, his knee pressing deliciously against my clit. A jolt shot through me. “You’re trembling?” he whispered against my ear. “Has anyone ever touched you like this?” I couldn't answer. His teeth grazed my ear before he nipped, sending pain then waves of pleasure through me. I ground my hips against him without thinking. “Answer me.” “No.” I gasped suddenly, feeling out of breath. I heard his breath hitch, it was barely there but I felt it against my neck. His hand slid up my back, slowing like he was trying to memorize every inch of me. “Say you're mine. I'm the only one that owns this pussy.” “Mason…” I whimpered and all my thoughts were wiped away. “You can't come until you say it, angel”. He pinched my nipples and I yelped. “Yes… I'm yours.” the words tumbling out of me. “You're the only one that owns this pussy. Just please—let me come.” His hands moved to my hips, guiding me, setting the rhythm. Pressing m

We sat across from each other at the dining table, without saying a word. The only sound was that of cutleries. I have gotten used to how quiet it was, but I didn't mind much, because I was used to having dinner in silence. Tonight was different. It was tense. When Mason came home he simply said “Have dinner with me.” Then he walked straight into the dining room. I followed after him, not because I wanted to. At least that's what I'm telling myself. I'm not going to let him know that his leaving me actually made me feel in any way or seeing him with Lily made something ugly and green rise up in the pit of my stomach. Get a grip Iris, I said to myself. I picked at my food, not really having much appetite. Across from me Mason ate in silence. For several minutes the only sounds heard were the clinking of cutlery across the plate. Then he stopped, I didn't look up immediately but when I did I found him staring at me intensely. “About that night.” He said his voice was calm. My

I smoothed my hands down my dress for what must have been the hundredth time. The baby pink halter neck mini dress suddenly felt too much for dinner. After my nap that afternoon, Kim had dragged me shopping, insisting I needed something that I actually wanted to seduce my husband. Even though I wasn't too sure about the seducing part, I bought the dress anyway. Then I spent most of my evening preparing dinner. Which involves me chopping veggies and the cook doing most of the cooking. I couldn't bet on my cooking skill. The pancake I made that morning was after a lot of failed practice attempts and more than ten tutorials videos later. I glanced at the clock. Mason should have been home by now. I picked up the glass of water in front of me and took a sip. My stomach twisted. Tonight would change things. Our marriage might be a contract or might have started out without love, but it doesn't mean it has to stay this way. Mason has been good to me all the past three months h

Meanwhile, Henry stood as usual in front of his car waiting for his boss to come out. He was here at 6:55am cause Mason always comes out exactly at 7:00am. He has been standing there for sometime. He checked the time, it was way past seven. He was shocked because his boss is never a minute late, not to talk an hour late. By the time he came out, it was 7:45am. Was that... Was that a smile? Henry's eyes widened in shock. His boss's mouth was tilted to the side a little, it was such a rare occurrence. "Good morning sir.” Henry said as he opened the door for his boss who walked in still with his lips tilted up. “Hmmm.” He answered as usual she got into his car. Henry got into his driver seat and still stared at his boss through his rearview mirror again. He caught his boss' eyes staring at him blankly and he took that as a sign to drive off. After Mason left to work I went upstairs to my room still dazed. But I didn't know why a sudden flood of joy tried to break out my hea

I stared at the ceiling. Hearing Kim mention the plan again makes it sound even more ridiculous. "Kim, I don't know how to seduce anyone. Remember Ryan said I was stiff.” "Fuck Ryan. And you don't really have to know how to seduce anyone. Just make him want you.” "That sounds even harder.” I can hear her sigh from the phone. "Iris, you're a beautiful woman. Forget whatever that dickhead, Ryan, has put in your head. “You can make any guy want you and now you have a very handsome husband that looks like he was God's favorite when he was made. Surely you can figure something out.” I knew she was rolling her eyes from the phone. "Just try these three things,” she continued. "Sit close to him, touch him and then flirt with him.” "And if none of these methods work?" "Then we have our answer.” I had to wait for that evening for Mason to be back from work to start operation seduce Mason. That's what Kim decided to name it. That evening after dinner, I found Mason in the