A Little Tempting Novels & Stories

"The way your wet clothes cling to your body… showing every curve… tempts me." I swallowed hard. My eyes slipped away from his. "You’re not innocent, little one. Every curve. Every look. Every word from you… it shakes my silence with whispers of sin. Like you were made for one thing." He leaned closer. I felt his warm breath near my ear. "To seduce me. You are a real temptation, Miss Amara." He paused, then added possessively. "And you’re not just a temptation. You’re my temptation." I looked at him in complete silence. My heartbeat thundered like war drums. His eyes cut through me, shaking everything inside.

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.

he proposed, his voice laced with a teasing undertone. Isabella's chest rose and fell with a deep breath, her eyes fixated on Adam's enticing gesture. Unable to resist the temptation, she nodded eagerly, her desire echoing in the subtle repetition of her seductive display. As Adam brought the spoon closer, a small droplet of the delectable ice cream clung to the back near the handle, escaping its confines and landing on Isabella's chin.

The little she-wolf was nothing short of a temptress. I played along with her game, eager to see just how far she would take it, "I'm not entirely certain. Maybe I need a few more minutes watching you..." my hands sat at the curve of her hips, feeling the goosebumps that arose from my touch, "alone." The word came out as a growl. "A private dance?" She pulled away and I could see excitement filling those eyes even with them concealed behind contact lenses, "that could be arranged but not tonight."

"And now, for your pleasure and entertainment alone, I give you the Angel of Temptation that will have your hormones running helplessly wild. She's our club's main attraction and, undoubtedly, one of the most tantalizing women upon the face of the Earth! Hold your breaths before she takes them away, and try to keep your legs still even though you're bound to fail because when she dances, everything bows to Hannabelle's will!" announced The Red Rose's proprietor with the rough voice of one who had had too many drinks already.

For an instant, everything narrowed to the two of them, the hum of customers fading into nothing. Lena's fingers played with the hem of her sweater. "I'm glad," she breathed. One step closer, closing the distance. Julian towered over her, the air thick and electric. "Give me another," he told her. "Another bit of your mind." It sounded.almost reverent. Lena blinked at him in shock. And then, because she had no idea what else to do — because her hands had to do something, anything, aside from shake — she reached for the shelf.

“Make me.” He stepped closer, backing me against the desk. His hands gripped the edge on either side of me, caging me in without touching. Our bodies were so close I could feel the warmth. “You think you can break me?” he murmured, voice dark. “You have no idea who you’re tempting, little girl.”

I shivered in pleasure as her hand made contact, sending a jolt of electricity through me. Darn it! I needed more. I wanted more. But I knew I couldn't have it, not here, not now. "Sir," she said, her voice wavering slightly, "You have something in your pants." I laughed quietly, attempting to pass it off as a joke. "Yeah, it's just a pen I forgot to take out earlier." You have no idea, Melissa. She was obviously as innocent as ever. If only you knew the effect you have on me. I'll keep my desires hidden, locked away in the depths of my mind, until I must have gotten over them.

Guess I was back again, unemployed and searching. Get your shut together Amelia, you got this. But the only thing was that I didn't. "Sit." He commanded and I did, taking one big gulp. I offered him a smile which he didn't return. "Is this your sorry excuse of seduction?" He asked me to raise my eyebrows. "Excuse you?" "It would take more than your little clumsy tricks to make me even want to look in your direction" Who was he kidding? I saw his ogling at my breast, yes this wasn't planned, but for about five minutes his eyes were glued there.

But it’s fucking thrilling. Every moan that slips from her parted lips is the equivalent of being struck by lightning, spurring me on. Each flick of my tongue and fingers teasing her entrance has my vision blurring and the need to come without stimulation strong, like I’m a prepubescent teenager. If it were to happen, I would wear it like a badge of honor, but I’d prefer to hold off until I’m inside of her. “Ace!” Paetyn cries out, her voice bouncing off the walls. “I’m going to—”