Best Books For Seduction Novels & Stories

“That’s perfect. Feel where it’s kind of spongy? Stroke me there. Some women really like...that!” When his finger hit it perfectly she gasped loudly and felt her body go wild. “Oh, fuck...that’s it...now use your mouth on my clit and go gently, but keep steady.” He was excellent at following directions. When his tongue and finger hit the right places together it was like ecstasy in her pussy.”Fuck...yes, that’s perfect...right there...just keep going...” Part of her felt guilty that her young daughter’s boyfriend was the one between her legs, but the feeling of seducing and now teaching the young man properly had her ready to detonate in no time.

I only know one way to love, and while he may have burrowed deep into my being, he might not have truly glimpsed the devil lurking just beneath the surface of my gaze. He provoked me, taunted me, and as I realized that my love could go beyond boundaries, the hunter became the hunted. I broke him and captured him. He claimed he wanted me; well, now he has my full attention. Let’s see how he can endure the seduction of a damned soul. ****** THE HAND OF DEATH: Kaidën

I persist He smirked, and began to come closer, the more he comes closer, the more I pull back till I slumped down on the king sized bed, but yet he didn't stop, he continue to lean forward while I sink into the bed, his eyes, those eyes are hypnotizing, his crazy features, I could barely look away from his face, his lips fuck, my breath quickened, and I clutch tightly to the bedsheet, my heart was throbbing, he's the kind of man that will set your body on fire with just his eyes, At this point I thought he was going to kiss me cause our lips were almost touching and just inches apart,

Most times we live in the façade of control whereas we're a bunch of mindless robots. Mr Dawson enjoyed thinking the interviews and application leading up to my selection was a hundred percent his doing, but he couldn't be far from the truth. The best manipulation tactics was allowing the other party believe they had all the power. It's much easier to make people trip when the don't feel the need to look down while walking with you. It also helped that I had a 4.0 and was from the city. Male. Straight. White. Some would say are the three keys to becoming successful. It's practically handed in your palms.

My mind was elsewhere, replaying every glance, every inflection from the brief moments I’d spoken to him. Mr. Washington wasn’t like most Luxe clients. He didn’t dress his charm in flattery like how other men do it. He didn’t lean in too close or fill silences with rehearsed compliments. He’s just different, you know. He watched. He waited. And when he spoke, it was with the confidence of someone who expected the world to lean in and listen. And now he mentioned about “last night, whatever that meant. I dressed carefully, defaulting to something simple: cream culottes pants, a white silk blouse, hair tucked back just enough to show my hoop earrings. Luxe women didn’t just meet clients, they

Lila gripped the edge of her chair, biting her lip hard. The vibrations teased her swollen clit and soaked folds mercilessly. When a professor asked her a question, Kane increased the intensity. Her voice trembled as she answered, thighs quivering, fighting the urge to moan. Kane watched with dark satisfaction, his own cock straining in his pants. After the seminar, he dragged her to the secluded rare books section of the library. “On your knees, baby.”

Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine my quiet, efficient secretary, the one who always hid behind corporate suits, was actually a sexy hottie who was craving me. I turned to her. Her chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths, her nipples still hard and proud, begging for my touch. It wasn’t my first time with a woman, but it was, without question, the best. And I already knew I wanted more. She caught me staring, and a soft smile curved her lips. “You fuck real good,” she whispered still panting I smirked, my gaze shamelessly glued to her chest. My hand slid over and closed around one perfect peak, teasing and rolling it between my fingers until she gave a sharp intake of breath.

With Jean or any man it was always much easier to deal with, because it's just satisfying the simple human being: attraction, hard-on, and most importantly an instant need for pleasure. Adam Arnault doesn't. It is not just attraction or horniness that he desires. It is a race, where the way is much more important than the finish. He is in no hurry, though he doesn't fail to show his intense interest. He puts me on hold, with my expectations always left unfulfilled, as well as his requests that have not been met by me so far. It is literally me having to drag a rock for him to do so as well. So I need to give the CEO a response to match his expectations, and to do this, it is no longer enough

He asked worriedly and I opened my eyes to see him standing in front of me, his eyes searching mine for answers. “Ah, I’m good, you don’t have to worry.” I say, looking at his hand and smiled “You like reading too? That’s my favorite book.” I say, pointing at the book 'We should all be feminists’ “Ah really, it’s one of my best read. Chimamanda Adiche. I read some of her other works and loved it.” He says, smiling fondly at the book and fuck. Butterflies again. “I didn’t know you like reading, you don’t strike me as the type. How come I didn’t know?” I asked, smiling softly at him even though he couldn’t see me.

“With the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife” The little crowd we had cheered us on, with Derek howling like a wolf. Henry kissed me gently, took my hand in his tightly and we walked down the altar into life and beyond. I made a silent vow to myself that as long as we continue to be together, holding each other's hand and never letting go, our little infinity would always go on to eternity. The end Hey everyone, we’ve finally come to the end of the CEO’s seduction. What do you think about this book?