2.5 Dimensional Seduction Who Does He End Up With Novels & Stories

The first message was: [Jason, I don't think you're suited to seduce Nina. [You're more suited to seduce me. Nina is so boring. She's just a blockhead.] After reading through the whole chat history, I realized Gemma had quite the appetite. Not only was she hanging onto Samuel, she also wanted to have a little something with Jason. Unfortunately for her, Jason almost never replied. I could feel a sudden desire to win pulsing inside of me. "Seen enough?" My head was lowered, so I did not notice Jason standing in front of me with only a towel wrapped around his waist, looking down at me.

He moved his finger around inside her, feeling for something before he nodded and slowly, teasing her, he slid his finger out. As Charlotte watched, he put his finger in his mouth and sucked her moisture, his eyes never leaving hers. He was seducing her and it was working, she could already feel the hunger stirring inside. His eyes still on her, he spoke to Ender, who had remained standing in front of the door. "You haven't fucked her yet" Ender didn't reply, his eyes dark and an unreadable expression on his face. Not receiving a reply, Samael continued talking, "I would be happy to oblige, dear brother, if you are not willing"

"I'm a total wreck and I don't want to give you false hopes that after this we can go back to the life we had. I need to sort things out first." "Alright, you know that I would never force myself to you." He stated as he run his fingers on my cheeks while looking at me intently. "Then stop seducing me." I stated and looked away from him and looked at the moon. "Seduction is one way of manipulation." "Well seduction is only a seduction when the other person is willing to be seduced." He said huskily and settles himself on top of me. "What do you think?" "I guess so." I pulled him down and captured his lips.

After he discarded the last piece off her body, he helped her sit at the edge of the bed. While doing his research about safe sex styles, he came across the ' edge of the bed style.' He was going to have to try it to ensure that not only is she safe, but comfortable too. David got on his knees in front of his wife. He parted her legs gently as his hands hovered just above her thighs. His lips hovered just above her thighs as his hands traced a slow path upwards, following the line of her panties. He heard his wife whimper as his fingers brushed her skin. His lips moved upwards too, trailing feather light kisses over her stomach and breasts.

he uttered as he complied. You wouldn't think this guy was getting married by the primal hunger behind those ice-blue eyes. A look that suggested he wanted to fuck me raw. His cock strained beneath his suit pants, and his breathing hitched. I could tell from the prominent outline that he was well-endowed. The heated scent of cologne, sweat, and arousal fueled my confidence. He watched as I danced, our bodies grazing dangerously close but never touching. There was power in seduction, and I learned to use it to my advantage. Whoever he was, whether he was some high baller the boss knew, a gangster, or a rich CEO, I could spot the weakness in his eyes. Like any red-blooded male, it flung the ga

I ask, my voice teasing despite the flutter of excitement in my chest. When I suggested it last night, I meant it, but it was also part of a seduction tool. I didn’t think he’d actually do it. My seduction ended up better than I anticipated. He was serious when he said we wouldn’t have sex, but we did other things, and by the end, I was completely fulfilled. I can’t help but blush at the memory. That man over there—he knows how to work his tongue. He smirks. “I’m almost done with the final part of the sketch.”

“I wanted to make you wait. Wanted to watch you squirm through dessert, through the drive home, through every red light. But you sound like that and I can’t think straight.” He reached over with his right hand, slid it under my dress through the slit, and cupped me over the soaked lace. “Jesus. You’re dripping down your thighs so fucking much.” His fingers pressed the retrieval cord against my clit—just enough to make the balls shift again. I cried out, hips bucking off the seat. “Five minutes,” he growled. “There’s a hotel two blocks from here. We’re stopping.” I whimpered in relief and need. “Please. Please, daddy.”

My nails dug into my palms. Five years. For five years, I was just a pawn in his game. I trembled as I turned to leave, but I accidentally bumped into a glass door. In the reflection, I saw what was happening inside the banquet hall. Sienna was sitting on Orion’s lap, her slender fingers tracing his jawline. “You’re terrible,” she purred, tracing his jaw. “And you know I’m generous enough not to mind your little collection of women.” “Orion,” she tugged on his tie, forcing him to look up, her voice a hot, challenging whisper. “Be honest. Me or her? Who makes you crazier in bed?”

He was big and muscular, rough around the edges unlike Christian who merely looked slick with a baby-ish kind of handsomeness. He used to be a fantasy that quickly and easily turned into reality. I had a new fantasy now and it was Jared Johnson. But until I could successfully secure a secret affair between myself and Hailey's ex-husband number two, I still needed Adam to scratch my sexual itch. "Come here, tough guy." I beckoned, my body doing all the seduction. His scar-lip stretched into a lusty smile. He approached and peeled my clothes off me. "You're so beautiful." He gushed, going at his own clothes.

While I tried to figure out how to turn the damn sound on, he went to pour himself some brandy from a minibar by the side of the room. I let out a soundless sigh of relief when the remote control suddenly cooperated, and a relaxing instrumental filled the room. I awkwardly started to sway my hips, moving as best as I could, considering the circumstances, noting how he watched and drank heavily as a man possessed. “I may be wrong, but seductresses are supposed to be way closer than you are right now,” he said in almost a drawl.