Captivated Novels & Stories

I'd be grossed out if I wasn't also so turned on with this. And beyond the act of provocation, beyond the sexual aspect of it all, it was the eye contact that truly captivated me. It seemed that most people could fall for each other with just a simple exchange of gazes. But shit, to be honest, I couldn’t help but wonder if I was now under some sort of hypnotic spell. It was as if I was completely exposed and defenseless. Adam started twitching, and his face contorted, and he let out a rough moan. Just watching him made me want to come, too.

I respected that. "It's simple... make sure you don't get caught," I said, leaning in closer and lowering my voice conspiratorially. "Strike before they even know you're there." I flicked an enemy soldier over with a swift, playful demonstration. "Wow!!!" he shrieked, bouncing on his heels, utterly captivated. Mrs. Callahan watched us, a look of profound relief and joy washing over her face. "So... what do you think, Seth? You want her as your nanny?"

I stand there, and I watch, and I watch, and I watch. I don’t even know what they’re talking about, but I can see it so clearly. he’s concentrating on every word that she’s saying. He seems so intent, so focused on everything she’s saying. He’s nodding with such intensity. I see his mind calculating, considering, pondering with such clarity and curiosity. Had he ever looked at me like that? So utterly Raptured? I feel like every word that she’s utters right now, he’s soaking it all up. He looks so into her, so into whatever lies she’s weaving, whatever spell she’s casting. So interested. So intimate.

Because of the slightly bold makeup she wore today, it added a touch of allure to her otherwise cool demeanor. She looked both innocent and alluring. The ambiguous lyrics coupled with her somewhat lazy and gentle voice were incredibly captivating. It immediately brought to mind four words: alluring and captivating. Leah fluttered her long lashes, completely composed. Not a hint of shyness or coyness could be detected. For a moment, she had everyone's attention firmly in her grasp. Emily held her hands to her chest, her eyes shining with admiration. God, she was practically enchanting even a woman like herself. Now, the other viewers in front of the screen, were they feeling the same way too.

But the sound was muffled, drowned out by the overwhelming surge of emotions that coursed through my being. I stood there, motionless and numb, my eyes locked in a fixed gaze upon Liam. It was everything I had ever yearned for, a scene I had longed to witness, a sight that I had hoped would eternally be a part of our lives. It was something so profound, so captivating, that I couldn't tear my eyes away from it. It held me captive, casting a spell that held me in its thrall, unable to avert my gaze or look away from the depths of its significance.

I shout as his warm hand comes in contact with my throbbing centre, impatiently awaiting his touch. "And you went to a psychiatrist because..." He trails off, finally giving me what I want and rubbing his talented fingers against my püssy. I moan and close my eyes as I take everything he is giving, throwing my head back, I bite my lip painfully, my face transforming into that of immense satisfaction as he stares lustfully into my eyes.

In this case, she was the prey and he was the predator. Her heart accelerated, and she felt tingles down her body. His heated eyes didn’t waver from hers. He held her in the palms of his hands, and she was a willing captive, falling deeper into his trap. She had no chains around her neck, yet it felt like she was chained to him. His words. The way his gaze touched her body wordlessly, it had her captured. Her mind, her heart, her body. And her soul.

All of them looks rich and wears very expensive clothing. Two of them were men that exudes power and authority and the third is a very beautiful lady. How she wished she's half as beautiful as her. She cleared her throat when she was three feet away from them. She gave them each the menu and just stood aside to let them choose. She focus her gaze on the one that caught more of her attention. He is very neat looking and it seems like she will have a heart attack if he would just give a look her way. And it's seems like he heard her because he really did lift his head up and looked at her. As soon as their eyes meet,the beating of her heart went haywire.

Noah kept on out staring, without batting his lid away from Sophia; as it were she was the only one accounting for in the room. He felt entranced by her eyes, tantamount to some incantation on him, holding him captivated, not allowing him to move his gunmetal colored globes away.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.