A Little Tempting Novels & Stories

I've always believed that I understand what temptation looks like. I imagined it to have a bad-boy smile, sharp cheekbones and most likely a motorbike. Girls of my generation fell for that kind of thing. I was surprised to discover temptation while drinking coffee at a polished kitchen counter, wearing a pressed collared shirt, and just so happened to be my best friend's father. The invitation had been sufficiently informal.

“So… SPICY is it? Just that?” Bree tilted her head, smirking. “Girl, you can’t just stop at SPICY. That’s cute, but we need something… sexy. Something that makes people curious keeps them wanting more.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sexy, huh? Like what?” Bree’s fingers drummed against the table as she thought. Then her eyes lit up. “Spicy… Temptation! That’s it. It’s mysterious, alluring… it screams ‘look at me’ without giving it all away.”

He hadn't said much since Isla’s arrival, but that didn’t stop her from leaning in with every comment, touching the stem of her glass just long enough to show her wrist, or brushing her braid over her shoulder like it was accidental. Talana watched all of it. She hadn’t touched her wine. Instead, she toyed with the edge of a silver knife, the pressure of the blade cool against her fingers. The message she’d sent the world was still echoing across syndicate networks. Some would bend. Others would retaliate. And at this very table sat one who wanted to seduce the crown from her hand. Gianna nudged Talana’s arm, whispering, “You want me to poison her dessert?”

Diri said, scratching his head, "I appreciate the kind gesture. But…" "We won't take NO for an answer," Kevin cut in sharply. "You know I'm not the party or club type," Diri stated. "You are from today," said Jeffery, throwing shopping bags filled with wears at him. "Drexy's club is not a club for common gees. It's a club for dons, lords, and celebs," said Kevin. "The place is filled with assorted bitches. Slim, thick, busty, Randy ass chics, whichever spec. All you have to do is to make your preference," Jeffery said,

She chuckles, putting down the beige one and picking up a smaller, puffier, white one but with little dark spots. "This one here is named Bismuth. She's just a puppy and sweeter then sugar. She doesn't bite and likes about everyone." She scratches her tiny head as the puppy yips playfully but restfully. I start to breath faster as she brings the animal closer to me, its little tongue outside of it's mouth. I can't seem to move as Jasmine gives me a confused face. "You alright there?" "Um, yeah, I just don't think it'll like me."

The room suddenly felt too hot as their scents filled my nostrils, making my cock twitch uncontrollably. They looked at each other—their eyes saying things they clearly didn’t want to say aloud and their expressions were a mixture of fear, curiosity, temptation and something darker. “If… if we agree… what happens now?” Vivian asked me with a hesitant voice. I stepped between them, close enough for their perfume to surround me. “Now? Now you become mine.”I murmured, brushing a strand of hair from Camila's cheek Camila trembled while Vivian’s lips parted like she was inviting my touch.

Lusty men, alcohols, their dirty stares and touches on my body. “I gotta say, Vikram, you own mouthwatering things that I bet, must be good in taste too,” An old man said, flashing me a filthy wink. Did he use those words for me? I looked away, pretending like I never heard him. In my sight, I saw my boss' ice-cold face was now burning like fire hell.

he continued, probing deeper, his eyes gleaming with mischief. I remained silent, refusing to engage with his taunts. Instead, I focused on the tablet in front of me, though my pulse quickened with every word he uttered. “She’s really pretty, though. A definition of feminine temptation,” he pressed on, clearly trying to elicit a response from me. I kept my gaze fixed on the screen, but inside, my anger churned.

Little cries spilled out of my mouth as the thrusting of his hips got a little harder, a little faster, with the occasional roll to his hips, causing him to hit every one of my hot spots. His lips didn't stop kissing me, on my lips, my neck, my chest. When he got to the end of the dress once more, he let out a wordless growl, and caught the fabric between his teeth, tugging it down. Feeling a little eager, I moved one of my arms from around him, so I could help him tug my dress out of the way, then tugging down my bra cup. Goosebumps rose on my skin from the cold night air, but I wasn't feeling cold for long. Liam pressed kisses around my breast, then wrapped his lips around my nipple and tu

I told her in a deep, hoarse voice, wanting to make sure I hadn’t heard her wrong and that she wouldn’t regret it when I agreed to her demure little request. “Please, I want to suck your cock. I want to make you come.” She fluttered her lashes at me and bit her bottom lip seductively. “Can I?” Oh this little temptress knew exactly what she was doing, alright. I grabbed her chin and leaned down to capture those tempting lips of hers, sucking and nibbling at the plump flesh before drawing back and staring into her face.