A Little Tempting Novels & Stories

Warm, sweet-flavoured and MINE. Was it when I had my fingers buried in her wet pussy and watched as pleasure gurgles through her body, the look on her face one of pleasure? Or was it when I had my tongue on her? Sucking her dry and tasting her juices on the tip of my tongue? Or maybe it was when I finally had my cock in her? When was it I fell for Little Greene? I have no answer and I don't think I need one, as her screams distract me from my thoughts.

After I look away, feeling an intense heat up my thighs, thinking how delicious it would be Hunter’s month on mine. Hunter is synonymous of TEMPTATION… Irresistible, delicious, forbidden and addicting, everything I’ve been running from right now in my life.

Her mouth wraps around my cock, she sucks it deeply and my desires to break free and fuck her rises every passing second. "Are you ready to sin?" Her voice, delicate yet mischievous, hangs in the air, a playful grin adorning her beautiful, pouty lips. Impatiently, I respond, "I feel like an animal now. And animals don't know they can sin, do they?"

I was getting turned on by the way she was dancing seductively. It seemed that she wanted to make me want her. Rhythmic twists of her shoulders and supple swing of her hips were a deliberate invitation. " I missed you, Sujoy. Would you like to come with me? " She asked seductively in my ear. I was tempted to take the offer. The drinks were having their effect on me and the decision was taken out of my hands when she pressed her body into mine once again. I couldn't say no and went with her.

He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, his thumb forcing her chin upward, his gaze completely consumed by a dark, unyielding obsession. "I told you, little girl," Leo whispered, a slow, wicked smirk touching his lips as the opening bell of the New York Stock Exchange began to chime faintly from the monitors behind him. "The sandbox belongs to me. And nobody gets to look at what's mine."

I need know this feeling. “You’re almost there baby, just a little more. Aren’t you my good girl?” “Yes I am. I’m your good girl” I say moaning. “Faster baby…, keep going…, almost there” I was chasing a high. A high was that overwhelming. “Just a little more… Come for me baby” His deep voice called out.

he said quietly, voice low enough that only she could hear. The roughness in it sent a shiver down her spine. “I am focusing, Professor,” she whispered back, spreading her thighs even wider. Her pink clit stood out prominently, visibly pulsing. “On the themes of temptation. How hard it is to resist when something so… tempting is right in front of you.”

“What does that mean? Where does this leave us, Cal?” “I don’t know, Cathy.” My chest falls as fast as it rises. “I don’t want you to not be in my life.” * * * * * A/N: I need your help. I have to edit out the word: seduce from the title of this story due to recent Goo.gle policies. Now, I'm at a loss on the best substitute. Tempt/entice/charm/??? What do you think? Any ideas?

With a knowing tone, he asked, "Where does it hurt? Do you want me to help?" She let out a satisfied hum as his hand felt warm against her skin, heating her entire body. Yet despite the warmth, the area beneath his touch still yearned for relief. Grasping his shoulders, she began to wriggle against him, striving for a more perfect connection. Sensations akin to electric currents spread through her, urging her body on in pursuit of pleasure. His gaze grew intense as he firmly massaged her, eliciting the desired response. With a hint of playfulness, he affectionately called her "little temptress" before removing her undergarments eagerly.

"That's alright, thank you. Can you come in to my office for a moment?" He released the button and waited. A few moments later the office door opened and the temp stepped inside. Closing the door behind her she started toward James' desk. She was much younger than Mrs. Babbitt, looking to be maybe in her mid to late twenties. She had long, dark brown hair that flowed down over her shoulders and walked with a confidence that James found immediately attractive. She wasn't tall by any means but she didn't need to be. She wore a grey, sleeveless dress that hugged her curves in all the right ways while still looking professional. She smiled as she reached the desk. James suddenly felt awkward, no