Could This Be Love Seduction Novels & Stories

“We need another shower.” “I don’t want to move right now.” Troy sighed. “If you don’t want us to, we won’t.” “Great,” Troy mumbled as he closed the distance between their mouths and lightly traced the seam of Philip’s lips with the tip of his tongue. He smiled when Philip shuddered violently in reaction. “He wants me.” He breathed triumphantly and then proceeded to capture his confused mate’s mouth in a plundering kiss. And as the two men kissed each other senseless, Troy had just one thought… The seduction had begun!

And he does. We make love—not fuck, make love—slow and sweet and perfect. Like we have all the time in the world. Because we do. No more sneaking around. No more hiding. No more shame. Just us. After, we lie tangled together in the dark, and I think about how we got here. About the first session when I decided I was going to seduce him. About the weeks of pushing and testing and manipulating. About the moment he finally broke. About losing everything and finding each other anyway.

Our judgement and good sense are often clouded by the love in our hearts. ‘Thank you,’ I say to her. She smiles back at me. ‘You should rest,’ she says and I see a nurse enter the room. The nurse plunges a syringe in the tube attached to my hand and I feel a little sleepy almost instantly. Sedatives, I guess. It lessens the pain, in one’s body but not in one’s head. ‘Deb ...’ ‘Yes, baby?’ I murmur, already half-asleep. ‘I love you,’ I hear her meek whisper before dozing off. I love her too,

Her eyes bore straight into me. "No, I mean yes! Look, that man in there is bent on winning me over as his lover again. Sure he isn't doing it in a crazy or weird way," but he is using seduction, "but I don't want to! And being in the same house as him is going to make me fall into temptation. He has been good at that for so long.”

Where would she be if she hadn't taken the risk, even though she knew Morgan might have rejected her, as Vivian had once told her? So why should she be afraid to risk it now? Feeling energized, Charlie rose from her chair, resolute. As soon as Morgan returned, she would confess that she loved him! And she wouldn't even allow her mind to try to stop her, trying to guess if his answer would be positive or not. She would just say and that was it. Simple as that, as her seduction plan had been. And if it had worked, she could do it again, couldn't she?

Fuck the sweet scent of cheesecake when she's close enough or the shampoo of her hair that's almost cocoa butter. Fuck all of that. Especially how she kissed me back like that was all she needed. I crafted a straightforward plan. Make her fall in love with me. I couldn't get attracted to her or enjoy it. This is torment. I have to remember that. And I will. We're both damned if I don't. **** MIA "He kissed you!" "Lower your fucking voice." "Oh please this is hardly the worst thing anyone has heard in the girl's bathroom before. I could scream finger fucked and most people would not flinch."

"Like what? I'm just giving you advice like a friend. If you seduce him, he's not going to remember that you did anything wrong—that you went out without permission. Just go ahead." Of course, I'm the one Dante caught. She escaped. I'm the one in trouble. "Vittoria, I can't sleep with Dante!" She rolled her eyes, dragging my hands to pull me up to my feet. "Who said seducing means you must sleep with him? You're just going to make him more attracted to you. I heard making them want more—showing off and then not letting him touch you—will make him love you even more. So, go for it, girl."

"I'm a total wreck and I don't want to give you false hopes that after this we can go back to the life we had. I need to sort things out first." "Alright, you know that I would never force myself to you." He stated as he run his fingers on my cheeks while looking at me intently. "Then stop seducing me." I stated and looked away from him and looked at the moon. "Seduction is one way of manipulation." "Well seduction is only a seduction when the other person is willing to be seduced." He said huskily and settles himself on top of me. "What do you think?" "I guess so." I pulled him down and captured his lips.

I whispered, sadness slowly overwhelming me, I pressed my lips together before I would burst into the tears that threatened. "You are just gonna do that? Even if you have to force him to listen, silence will only make the both of you feel worse and painful... And as for the part about him doubting your feelings for him... " She paused, her gaze trailing down my body and she shot me a wink. "What? " I spoke feeling confused. She scoffed aloud, banging her palms against her notebook. "You don't know anything, you can show him how much he means to you in a sexy way and see how he can be able to resist you then! I'm saying you should seduce him! It works always! " She spoke, wearing a c

Seduce him? "I want you to make him so consumed by you that he cannot think past you. You know, men like Michael Van Leer have one real weakness, and it has always been you over time. His obsession is not a feeling. It is an incurable sickness." I stood. "And sicknesses can be used." "And then." "And then you use the same proximity to end him." I expressed it the way I said everything, clearly and without performance. "You make him want you completely. Make him hungry to sleep with you. Then you get close enough. And you finish it."