A Little Tempting Novels & Stories

"For the meantime, I'd like to hand you this trifold brochure. Read it, it will help to quit smoking and stay cigarette free for good." I doubt that too. "Thank you for your time." "Thanks for listening." We shook hands and then I left without a second glance. *** Sophia Parker "Mark me Sophia. Someday you will belong to me... And when you become mine, I will make love to you." "I will make sweet and passionate love to you. I will set your whole body on fire in a way that you've never experienced before, make you feel things you've never felt before, make you scream in a voice you've never heard before. Someday, you will be in my arms and I will pleasure every inch of you. And you're going t

Emma, meanwhile, floated out of the clinic like she’d won a game. The evening air was brisk, cool against her heated skin. Every step replayed his struggle—the way his hands had frozen on her stomach, the clipped edge of his voice when he said enough. He wanted her. She knew it. The knowledge pulsed like a live current inside her. She stopped at the corner, staring at the glow of traffic lights, a sly smile curving her lips. This wasn’t about headaches anymore. This was about temptation, about pushing until his iron control finally snapped.

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.

“Not this early? If you’re not going to let me touch them, what’s the point of displaying them right in front of my eyes?” Klyde isn’t one to be distracted at work, but please… give him a break. He’d been working nonstop in the last few weeks. He hasn’t bedded a woman and indulged in earthly pleasures in a while. The sight of a ready meal served as a good distraction. Melissa moved closer to him and leaned on the side of his table. “What is it called? Enticement. Temptation. Allure. I’m trying to get you excited and wanting for more. Like what you see, don’t you?”

Cameroon - “Lord Jesus, deliver this boy from the clutches of temptation,” she intoned, her voice rising in dramatic fervor. “Cleanse his soul and restore his path!” Evans blinked, looking more amused than alarmed, though he wisely said nothing. I rolled my eyes so hard it was a miracle I didn’t sprain something. “Mom, he’s not possessed. He’s just here for the wedding and food." "Food?" she repeated, narrowing her eyes at me. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”

Sometimes it catches the raw spot and stings. I squirm underneath him. My hips chase his cock desperately. The emptiness inside hurts. I wonder if he feels powerful right now. Controlling me like this. The taboo weighs heavy. He is family. Doing this will break something between us forever. Yet the risk makes me drip even more. “Please,” I beg. My voice cracks with need. “I can’t wait anymore. Stop teasing me.” Jake’s grip tightens on my legs. His eyes lock onto mine. “Say how much you want this. Tell me exactly.”

I’ve got on black pumps, and my makeup is light. “Sebastian, we have to get going soon. You aren’t even ready.” “I can be ready in five minutes. It’s not my fault you are a damn temptress.” His hands caress my breast as he slowly teases my nipple through my clothes. A moan escapes me with his teasing promises. “See, Little Reaper, you want it just as bad as I do. Maybe I’ll bend you off this counter and fuck you like we both know you want.” Sebastian taunts in a low, seductive voice. His lips are right by my ear.

I shook my head to myself and clicked on it. The message said, Little cat : Meet me at the terrace. I can't help but wonder about what is going in her little head. Nonetheless, I put my slippers on and headed upstairs before slipping my phone in the pocket of my gray sweatpants. When I reached at terrace, the dark sky was shining with a few stars up in it while the moon took all the spotlight. People say moon is beautiful but there is something extra gorgeous about the dark sky that lets those stars and moon shine in its darkness.

The open door left us exposed, inviting curious gazes from anyone who passed by. "Damn, baby girl, you're an irresistible temptress," he confessed as he looked into my wide eyes, his hands gradually sliding down my skirt. "Baby girl, it's clear that you're incredibly aroused," he remarked with a knowing tone. "Would you like me to make you feel even better?" His words carried a seductive invitation, enticing me further into this tantalizing encounter.

My smile deepens. Because now? Now I’m in control. “Because tonight…” I lean in slightly, my voice dropping to a soft whisper against his lips. “I’m going to show you exactly why they call me the great temptress.” His breath catches. And I smile. Oh, this is going to be fun.