Arousing Novels & Stories

So, she focused on her sightings and indirect encounters with him to base her opinion of his identity. “Fuck. . .” She felt her heart quicken when she heard his cry. His voice was ripe with his pleasure. Something Aravia had never experienced herself or given to another person. It was starting to make her heat up again. Her body was burning once more, and the space between her legs began to hum and buzz with arousal. She started to pace to get rid of the feeling. Calm your breath. She repeated to herself over and over, but it did nothing to stop the erratic breathing or the burning that now clung to her skin and between her legs.

Both heads snapped us in my direction and God, I must say their faces were priceless. It ranged from pure shock to blinding anger, then worry and confusion only to settle on fear. I could smell it in the air, their fear as it filled and circled the room only fuel my newly acquired insatiable thirst for blood. “Y-you.” Melanie choked out, raising her hand to her mouth in horror . “Yes, me!” I smiled, barely able to contain myself, they smelled to so good.

"Dilated pupils, faster breathing, reddened cheeks. Classic signs of anxiety and arousal." Arousal. He says it so casually. This time I can't help but shift in my seat. Oh, yes. He's very aware of what he's doing. He's not content to entertain himself with my flirting mishaps - he seems to enjoy making me squirm just as much. But you need his help, I tell myself. He knows what he's talking about. If the last ten minutes have taught me anything, it's that if anyone can help me seduce Luca Fontaine or one of his brothers, it's this guy.

"Well, you already know my name. What else is my aura giving away?" "Your aura is bright, like a sunset with beautiful yellows, pinks, and oranges. It tells me you are beautiful on the inside and outside. You are very fun, humorous, and generally a happy person. Like a sunset, people are drawn to your beauty." She pauses; her eyes close lightly as her head twists to one side. "But I think it's more than that. Your spirit, it calls them, too. There's something unique and special about it, almost like they can sense your destiny."

arousal was dripping from every word. Girl what are you doing??

When I realised the edges of the desk were too far from me, I held on to his shoulders while my back moved up and down as he rammed into me. "Fuck." I cried literally. I was at the peak when I began to squirt all over the place. I'd forgotten to let him know I was a squirter but I don't think he cared. If anything, it seemed to make him more aroused as his groans began to sound like small cries for help.

Aurora couldn’t express herself, she didn’t understand what was happening, she thought he dislike her, why was he all over her and mostly importantly why was she responding like it had been rehearsed, she was in a dilemma with her feelings. He moved his mouth seductively upon hers, trying to lure her into his desire, little did he know she was already trapped in his snare. His soft deceptive kiss was slow, tender, thorough, all while the questing touch of his fingers roamed so lightly over her body. His mouth grew bolder, tongue delving, raking, plundering, and drawing a little whimper from her throat. His touch became far more invasive as well, palm rotating over the soft triangle between h

My eyes widened in realization when I caught the scent in the air. Arousal. I was getting aroused from my punishment.

“Just… thought I heard something.” He didn’t believe me. I could see it in the subtle arch of his brow, the way his lips curved—not into a smile, but into something sharper, hungrier. And gods help me, I didn’t step away when he took one slow step forward. The air thickened. I could feel the heat radiating off him, his scent wrapping around me—wild forest rain and something darker, something that made my knees weaken. “Your heart’s racing,” he murmured, leaning just close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath along my temple. “You’re either lying to me… or you’re thinking about something you shouldn’t.”

The description read, "If you spray this in the air, any woman who breathes it in will feel aroused." I examined the price tag; it read $150,000. The Arousal Aroma could only be used 10 times before needing a refill, which would set me back another $100,000. I realized that I had to be strategic and careful in how I used this powerful tool, as its effects were limited and costly.