Ex Wife Temptation Novels & Stories

I said, turning my back on them to hide the pain of Cal’s rejection when he said he was not interested in me. They immediately followed me when I walked towards the kitchen. Bethany chuckled. “We still want the details, Eve.” A naughty smile curved her lips. “Uhuh!” Marga agreed. I halted abruptly, turning around to face them and sneer. “Fine! But first, let’s have that chicken pesto, and I’ll tell you everything while we eat.” Marga pressed her palm to her stomach. “I like that idea. You’re not skipping anything, Eve.” “We want every tiny weeny detail,” Bethany added, narrowing her eyes at me as she had already decided I was guilty of something. “Just so you know, work romance isn’t allowed

Soon Jame's eyes caught mine. “ Boss you don't have to feel horrible You are a man, and men get tempted a lot of times without actually knowing and trust me there is nothing too big of a deal about it if i will get honest with you.. It's just all about how fast or well you bounce up from it. You know that's how these things work. I also get tempted, i just have a rule of not looking twice at any bitch other than my wife, helps me a lot. Cause as a married man dabbling into affairs with these ladies always never ends up good.

I don’t know how many times I slapped or even cursed myself for this. I held Steffano tighter with my trembling hand, making me sense him being so stiff right now. His veins were now alive like lava ready to irrupt and punch my fucking ex. The atmosphere got heavier, so my nervousness which got tripled. My poise is now gone, for the only thing I am thinking right now is the kid who’s just looking at us. “Try coming near my wife, and you’ll be fucking dea—.”

" I look down at our hands. The contrast of her caramel colored hand between my two pale looking hands conjures up a vision of our bodies, black and white, entwined in the throes of passion. She pulls her hand back breaking the spell, sits back and looks at me. "My husband," she begins slowly, "is a very religious man. He's not like one of those hypocritical televangelists that you hear about. His religion is all consuming. He was raised to resist temptation. All temptations. In ten years of marriage I've never seen him falter. He doesn't smoke. He doesn't drink or gamble and he especially resists temptations of the flesh. Even my flesh," she sighs. "He believes that God made sex for procrea

She took off her damn clothes, thinking seduction was the key to employment. And I won’t lie—I’m human, and of course I got hard just staring at her luscious ample breasts. It took all my will power to look away, but my fucking cock had other plans. Even though she’s got a body that could bring a priest to his knees, I can never bring myself to cheat on my wife. I love my wife, and no amount of temptation is worth losing Megan. I don't think I'll survive if she ever decides to leave me someday.

He must have felt it, because he slowed, still buried deep inside her. Freya’s breath came short and sharp. She should have pushed him away. She should have said his name. She should have done anything except what she did. She pulled him closer. A broken sound left her throat. Her legs wrapped around his waist. She rolled her hips up to meet his next thrust, harder, almost desperate. The fear and the want tangled so tightly she couldn’t separate them. He was her boss. He was married. He had been fucking her in the dark for weeks while sitting across from her every day like nothing was happening.

I talked and flirted with her and after a few drinks we both were ready to head back to my penthouse to get some much needed action. Jeez, Why am I not attracted to this woman. She got great tits. Maybe you want someone else’s. We were at my penthouse in my room. There was a lot of kissing and touching and groping but none of it was fulfilling. So we just fast forwarded to the main part and started removing each other's clothes. In less than a minute, we both were naked and I was hovering over her covering her body with mine. I was kissing her on her lips and then moved to her ear while leaving a trail of kisses on her jaw while my hands were playing with her nipples. Then I moved my hands s

Can he ignore the attraction he felt for her, feelings that resurfaced after ten years? What will Alyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to the sinful temptations? Read this third book of the Temptation Series to find out!

He felt his heart stutter, his wolf howling in a vacuum of agony, but he kept his eyes locked on hers. "Focus on me!" Ash commanded, his voice a raw, bleeding thing. "Touch me, Rhea! Use me to ground yourself!" He collapsed against her, his body pressing her into the obsidian pillar. Their chains tangled, silver on silver, creating a cage of metal and lust. The Hex of Desire, triggered by the proximity and the ritual's violence, exploded between them. It was a desperate, reckless night of touch and pain, a collision of two souls trying to find a way back to each other through a wall of fire.

"If you're doing work for me and I'm not paying or helping you in any way then it most certainly is charity. If I wanted charity, I could get it from my father or Jessica. And if I'm not willing to accept charity from either of them, you can bet I'm not willing to accept it from you." "Fair enough." He couldn't help but admire her determination. Unfortunately, it made her even harder to resist. Keeping his hands off her had become a game of wills. She was so damn tempting. Even just watching her move around the kitchen made him want her. She brought passion to everything she did and the more time he spent with her, the harder it was to imagine returning to his bland life without her. As she