Best Books On Seduction Novels & Stories

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.

He injected her with an amount that allowed her to by paralysed but aware of everything. He undressed himself and laid his clothes neatly on the end of the bed, while he waited for the sedative to kick in. He retrieved five scarves from her closet, he then proceeded to tie her to the bed so she couldn't move if the drug wore off early. Once she was secured to the bed he woke her up to gag her. As soon as the gag was in place he positioned himself above her. He made sure that she was fully aware of what was about to happen to her. Her fear was an aphrodisiac to him and this was one little pleasure he afforded himself. He ran his hand up her thigh to her stomach and then finally landing

asked Sheila with a frown. Megan put on her relationship expert hat and said convincingly, "No man can ever resist a woman's seduction. You'll only need to dress a little sexier. You know, like a miniskirt or black stockings or those dresses with a plunging neckline and then pretend to bend down to tie your shoelace or something… I can guarantee that Severin will be all over you in a second."

Bruce's POV Goldie : 01 Bruce : 00 Great. I lost. I told her there was no way she could seduce me, and there we were, with me unable to resist her. How could any guy resist the natural beauty of a girl like her? She looked so inviting, and I could still remember the feeling of her fingers biting my shoulders and her palms planing on my back. Her hands were so soft, calming, satisfying, and gentle. And damn she smelled so fucking nice.

“I told you. I don’t care about your story. I care about your pattern.” “My what?” “The way you live, the way you try to fill holes with noise. You think seduction is about controlling other people, but it starts with controlling silence. You can’t stand silence, can you?” I hated that she was right. Silence made me see things I’d buried. Doctor Nora leaned against the desk right in front of me. “Alright,” she said, folding her arms. “Lesson one. You want to seduce someone? Stop trying so hard. Seduction begins when you stop begging for attention and start giving it selectively.”

I said, standing beside him, “show me which part of the topic you didn’t understand.” He mumbled something, eyes flickering down to my chest. I stepped closer. Then — deliberately — I bent forward to look at his notebook. And just as I expected, he wasn’t looking at the book. He was looking right into my neckline, his eyes dark, lips slightly parted, as if he was holding back a desire he couldn’t control. For a brief second, I should have stopped. But I didn’t. Because at that moment, for the first time in years, I felt power. Not the kind that comes from position or status — but the raw, primal power of a woman being desired.

Over and over. Thud. Thud. Thud. Each hit seemed to echo through the mansion, through me. “Yes! God, yes! Don’t stop!” Her voice rose higher, desperate now. And I could see it in my head without even trying, her on her back, bent over, riding him, him over her, taking whatever he wanted. And my body… betrayed me. Heat built between my thighs, shameful and unstoppable. My nipples ached under my thin sleep shirt. My breathing picked up.

"It is also important to give your target the impression that he is the one charming you. It is as important as the act of seduction itself. But remember; an easy conquest has a lower value than a difficult one; we are only really excited by what is denied us, so it's important to know how to play hard to get, but not too hard where you frustrate your victim away. "In everything, your greatest power in seduction is your ability to turn away, to make others come after you, delaying their satisfaction. Give yourself a certain kind of mystery about you. Don't give your target free access to you or else you become a bore. And don't speak too much. Your actions should speak more because wordless

what are you doing? "I don't understand," I tell him without opening my eyes. "What does this have to do with anything?" "It has everything to do with it. You need to understand your own body if you want to understand how to control someone else's." My eyes pop open. "Control someone else's?" "What do you think seduction is?" he answers. "It's manipulation in its finest form. You say or do things with the express intent of inducing a specific response in someone else." "I'm not trying to manipulate anyone," I insist.

I tried changing the topic, We not only wasted a lot of time today but I did something that is very new to me. I don't go seducing guys on the first visit to their house, it's not me but somehow it ended up being me. So the only thing to control my bloody hormones is the reason I'm actually here. A topic to change the atmosphere, to change my thoughts and focus on anything except him. He rolls his eyes "How about that book you used for your sexual purpose? I gave it to you, didn't I?"