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He seems to be going slow, maybe too slow. “How about you come in for a midnight drink?” I can hope, his brow raises as his look turns amused. “Behave, Alena. You trying to seduce me is wrong.” I feel the heat flame in my cheeks as he reaches down and kisses my lips. “I will though, I like the idea of you seducing me.” I open the door and proceed to walk in, Max right behind me as I do. The feel of his finger stroking along my back made me stop. My heart quickened under his touch.

Mateo’s penthouse was quiet, too quiet. The skyline outside stretched wide and glittering, a sea of lights like jewels scattered over black velvet. But instead of comfort, it brought him agitation. He sat before the wide glass, a tumbler of whiskey untouched on the low table, his fingers tapping impatient rhythms against the armrest.

I said softly, not being able to take it anymore. Dave smiled and gently pushed me to the bed. He stared at me, making me feel hotter and wetter. I liked when he looked at my body like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Dave positioned himself between my legs and his lips touched my most sensitive part, nearly sending me over the edge. He pushed my thighs aside while I kept trying to bring them closer. As Dave licked me in slow circles, I arched my core upwards wanting him to go faster which he did to my satisfaction. The butterflies in my stomach were sending off waves of electric current through my whole body.

She smiled coyly and deliberately licked her lips. Micah gulped, his breathing growing heavier. She rose with an air of seduction. After that, Sandra approached Micah and sat on his lap with her arms encircling his neck. "Micah…" she called out gently. At that moment, it was as if Micah was under a spell as he involuntarily reached out to hold Sandra's slender waist. Her delicate index finger traced circles on his chest, stirring an urge within him. Sandra looked up at Micah with an alluring gaze.

George kissed her and added, "She has to look better than you and her body must be softer than yours. She ought to be more seducing and adorable than you." Sigrid could still understand the part where George wanted to find another girl who had a softer body than hers. Even though it was inappropriate for him to say this but it was the truth. Such a horny b*stard like him would definitely want to try out various positions. But, what did he mean when he said someone more seducing? When did she start being seductive?

I remain silent, waiting patiently for him and he breaks the silence with his deep sensual voice. “Hmm…you don’t have any sex appeal. I agree with that. But…there’s something. I still can’t figure out what it is exactly that just won’t let my eyes off you. It’s like a strong magnetic pull that no mortal man can resist. It’s a hidden treasure that loves to play the game of hide and seek….driving me nuts and no matter how much I try, it still won’t reveal itself…” “That’s why…you are a very Seductive drug. An enchantress”.

Nishma trembled badly by his effects, by His 'ART OF SEDUCTION'. "My desire was to hold you close to my heart, To feel the warmth of your naked body tangled to mine. If you hadn't left that morning then I would be gentle as Chase but wild as Demon with you. I would definitely worshipped every inch of your skin while holding your waist tightly, parting your legs throwing over my shoulder, making you surrender under my touches. I'd kiss you senselessly and pinched your waist, snaking my hand around your calf thrusting my slippery tongue inside your mouth, licking every corner of your mouth, tasting your saliva, dropping mine saliva into your mouth until you moan for me and I groaned into your

His voice was warm and coaxing "No," she repeated. The silence between them lengthened and grew heavy, charging itself with sultry , quivering heat. She lick her lips nervously, helpless to look away. She was locked in a clinch of breathless silence with him. The feeling was shockingly intimate. His borad , sensual mount curved knowingly, as if he knew just why she was shifting restlessly on the plastic booth. He knew that a hot , secret little ache of yearning was blossoming deep inside her body, and he was doing it to her deliberately, with his hazel, laughing eyes, with his magnetic smile, with his raw Alpha male energy. God . This guy was more than just troubled. He was sexual dynamite.

His warm breath fanned her face, making her eyelids droopy. His baritone voice carried the perfect blend of depth and huskiness, an intoxicating allure that wrapped around her like a siren’s song. It was temptation itself—akin to the devil murmuring sweet nothings into her soul, coaxing her closer. Every inch of Gabriel exuded seduction, and Joslyn was slipping, slowly but surely, into his grasp.

The valley of her boobies would lead to her sexy navel and in order to deliberately seduce me, she had her hands to the front on the bed covering her pussy. She seduced me, "I thought you would use your body heat to make me warm." She passed a wink at me and rolled her tongue. Fuck! She knows right what she is calling for? She is inviting me to claim her gorgeous body. From how hard my manhood was growing, it was bulging out of my towel. That was a clear indication that I wouldn't be able to resist it any longer. Fenris howled in my head, "Fuck her hard, Silas. Fuck her!"