Game Of Seduction Novels & Stories

She seemed to be furious and approached Arya with a glare before turning to stare at Ryker with an aggrieved expression. What was going on? That was the thought that those who didn't know who the beautiful woman was had in their mind. Including Arya. “You homewrecker!” The woman yelled at Arya. “Huh?” Arya felt offended and also confused. She turned to Rykerbonly to see him signaling to the security. “You couldn't keep your hands to yourself, that's why you had to seduce him!” The woman continued to scream at Arya as she inched closer not noticing the security staff that were arriving.

A girl analyzed. "True I also noticed that too, could it be that she is a new secretary?" "Even if she is a new secretary, it doesn't deny the fact that she entered the company with the backdoor" "Right, who knows the kind of method she used to become the secretary? She doesn't look like a young mistress of a rich home" "She probably seduced her way in" A voice said in a jealous tone. "She has a nice figure, I would also fall into the temptation if I were Boss" A man said with a smile.

I pulled him off from his seat to the dance floor. I danced through the rhythm, moving my body in a seductive manner as I twerk on him, making him touch every part of my body without hesitation. Things between us started getting heated and I know he too felt it too, the budge evident on his pants tells me so. I took his hand to grope my ass as I pressed my boobs to his chest, taking my feet inches high and whispering into his ear, “I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget that this world exist” I kissed his neck, drawing him into my temptation, he smacked my ass in agreement as he pulled me into the best kiss I have ever had.

“Not sure where Jace went off to.” Sed’s deep groan carried through the door. “Suck it harder,” he demanded. “Yeah, harder. Harder. That’s better.” Jessica rushed down the hall and threw open the bedroom door. It banged against the wall. Sed stood just inside the doorway entirely naked, save the cherry-red condom on his cock. His three girls were in various states of undress. One was on her knees in front of him, sucking his shaft down her throat. A second knelt behind him flicking her tongue over God-only-knew-what. The third girl ran her hands up and down the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen as if she was inspecting The Statue of David for flaws.

And she didn't want him to stop. His lips trailed down the length of her neck slowly, nipping and tasting while she moaned and gasped for him. He pushed his very masculine thigh between both of hers, the side slit of her gown granting him access, that powerful thigh only pushing closer to where she needed it most and then withdrawing. She wanted to beg him but she was clinging to the last shred of her pride. She won't loose to him, she don't let herself drown in his seduction. But it was a game she's already lost.

He seemed out of place among Samuel's friends due to how cold he was. Samuel had played this game of seduction before. He would pay others to seduce me. I found out the first time, naturally. I kept making scenes, and Samuel simply told me to stop with the drama. "I was only testing you. Did you have to react like that? If you have nothing to hide, why are you so angry?" In the end, Samuel threw an even bigger tantrum than I did. I had no choice but to stop and calm him down instead until his anger passed.

“No, I bet you don’t. Oh my god! You’re getting me so close! Please just let me win! I need this! I need your cock!” The host laughed maniacally. “Is that all you’ve got? That pitiful acting? I bet it doesn’t even convince your pencil-necked boyfriend. I’m not relenting on this pussy until you soak my dick with your cum, miss. So keep groaning like a pornstar. It’ll only make my victory that much sweeter.” And he seemed to be correct. His cock was amazingly sweet and filling. Sienna had never felt such a forceful, yet intimate railing. Could she possibly hold off long enough to win this game? And what was the prize? No one had bothered to ask...

she advised like a guru, tilting her chin up proudly after saying it. I threw her a look. “I just sold him my body last night, Victoria. How do you mean ‘take him by his heart’ when I acted like one of his nasty— nasty girls just to be f-ed by him?” I pointed out. She rolled her eyes at me. “That was just the start. First rule of seduction—lure your man into his fantasy, his favorite things. Like giving catnip to a cat. Get them high. And once they get used to it, that’s when you make them your prey.”

Back in my own room, I undressed and jumped in the shower, where my shower head and I shared an intimate interlude while I plotted the next step in my son's seduction. One thing about me is once I decide I want something, I do everything in my power to get it. And once I'd decided I was going to seduce my son, it was all I could think about... it became an obsession. Most of my prior relationships with men had begun as games of a sort where I allowed them to wine and dine me while I asked them about their lives, dreams and philosophy to learn everything I could about them. Then once I was certain I wanted to submit to them, I did my best to set up the perfect evening in a perfect location. O

I yelled, the adrenaline coursing through me now laced with a potent dose of panic. She tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Didn't I warn you, Adrian? Didn't I say I'd settle the score? Seduced me with a topless video call, did we? Well, now it's my turn to play. You remember seducing me, Adrian. Selena always pays her debts." Her slender fingers traced a slow, deliberate path down my chest, each touch a precise torment. My breath hitched. Whatever game Selena was playing, I had a feeling I was about to lose – or maybe, just maybe, win in the most exquisitely painful way possible.