Could This Be Love Seduction Novels & Stories

"I was not part of the chat group earlier, so I didn't know Samuel had such a wonderful habit of paying people to seduce his own girlfriend. "That made me waste around two or three years. But this year, I finally got my chance."

And he was bare-chested, she could see his strong and muscular upper body in front of her eyes! “Don’t you remember what happened last night, Cherry?” His voice was more like a whisper, husky and passionate. “You pulled me to bed. You seduced me, saying you’re cold, asking me to warm your body. And you moaned in pleasure as we kissed….” Siena felt her heart beat faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. No! That was impossible! Had she lost her mind? Ah, she remembered taking too much sake! Then her head felt heavy and….

"Seems like I'm right. That man doesn't love you. If you want to know if he even finds you attractive, why don't you seduce him? His reaction will either prove me right or wrong?" "What? Seduce him?" "If you're able to prove me wrong," Ava started, then leaned closer to her ear and whispered.

I want him to have sex with me again. He was ever so gentle with me hours ago and I want to taste that feeling again. But he moves away. “Fucking seduce me, Cara. Make me hunger for you.” There. He made his demand. That's the only thing stopping us from sexing again. I don’t know what kind of seduction I can offer, but I know I have to try. Especially if I wanted that gentle side of Edmondo once again. It was addictive. I give ourselves distance only so I can take off the overly big clothes and walk naked to the window side where I drop the dark satin curtains.

My hand was shaking as I tried to decide. “Do it,” my angel said. “Make me a dirty girl. Make me a slut.” Slut. Yes. I wrote an S, ragged on her stomach, my hand clenched around the pen so tight I could have broken it. I attempted to write an L to follow, but the rise and fall of her breaths sent me insane. It was as though time sped up and slowed in unison, and I was there, in the thrill, with a crazed sense of possession beyond the remit of control. A zen moment. Falling into the abyss. A glorious abyss of possession. Love. Yes. This was my love. My true love for my sweet Rosie.

Needed Marcus to hear it, even if he was beyond hearing anything. "Seduction is an art. It's not about being the most beautiful-though I'll make sure I'm beautiful enough. It's about timing. About reading what someone needs and becoming that thing. It's about making them think pursuing you is their idea." She'd watched Marcus fall for her with barely any effort on her part-they'd been true mates, destined, inevitable. But she'd learned from that experience. Learned how to read desire, how to feed it, how to manipulate the space between wanting and having until it became unbearable.

He moves like someone calculating leverage. His fingers slide beneath my shirt, his nails grazing my chest. “You’re stressed,” he whispers. “Let me fix it.” It is the same strategy he uses the first night we are together. He acts as if he is about to withdraw, as if he does not care whether I respond. Then, the moment my guard drops, even slightly, he pounces with that intoxicating, controlled seduction that always leaves me wanting more than I should. Before I can reply, his mouth meets mine, hungry, controlling, the kind of kiss that says he is setting the pace, not me.

I have tried so many times to make myself look attractive to him, even went to the gym to get myself fit, after a couple of days I gave up. I am actually fat, but in the modern world we call it plus-sized. However, Carlos looked past all that and we both fell in love, we’ve kissed a couple of times since we started dating three years ago, but never for once has he made a move on me. I am starting to get worried that one day someone might steal him away from me, so I have decided not to let that happen and I have finally embraced Laura idea of seducing him to bed but now I am starting to re-think the idea especially since we’ve been trying to get me into this sexy night wear, Laura bought for

"Get away from me! I'm not interested in kissing or having s*x with you!" Who told you that I want to have sex with you right now?" he asked, and he laughed. "Are you truly that obnoxious that you want to think so naughty at this hour?" Then, he opened the drawer with his left hand, took two handkerchiefs, and tied me to the bed, saying, "Then you can't escape anymore, Thus, you must observe me as I'm going to pleasure myself. its been a long time, Carina." His hand moved to my thighs and he grabbed them; I screamed and flinched, exclaiming, "What are you doing?!

I look at Kendrick. “Initiate Plan Bs.” “What's that?” “Make him fall for you.” She cringes as she says it and that's all the advice I need. “That's Bullshit.” “Exactly.” She deadpans and we burst into laughter. The laughter gradually comes to a somber reflection and the silence eats at my fears, “How do I make him love me?” Her voice grows distant, “Seduce him.” “Did it help?” Her eyes grows cold, “That was the only way I could've survived.”