Irresistible Synonym Novels & Stories

I froze in my stance when Alpha Logan appeared beside me. His perfume was sweet and intoxicating at the same time when it hit my nostrils. It reminded me how I craved to be in his chest, inhaling his perfume. I wondered what his natural scent was... it must also be so intoxicating and addictive just like his warmth. If he was my mate, I would be able to catch his scent and he would be able to sniff mine too. But there was reality and that was that we were not mates.

A small part of me told me that Titan must have told his brothers about our little encounter, and they must be here to see how true it was. My fears compounded when I saw Tristan slowly walking up to me. I kept moving backwards until I stumbled on a sofa. I lost my balance and landed on the chair with my back. Tristan chuckled softly and laid over me. I gasped and tried to push him off, but he wouldn't bulge. "You really are something." He said to me. I blinked at him, trying to read the meaning of his words. His finger went to my face, and he began to caress me. I tried to resist the pull I felt toward him, but I found it impossible. My desires began to grow, and I was helpless against it.

Paula asked her and Laura smiled as if her friend had asked the stupidest question she has ever heard. “I can look at him all day and never get tired,” Laura said, and Paula sighed in understanding. If only she had the courage to dare to look at him. Everyone in the company knew that the most attractive man was the boss, but if it was the most attractive male celebrity, then it was obvious that it was Jason. Not that Jason wasn’t as good looking as his brother, but their charms lay in different areas, and James’s unattainable aura made people want him that much more, hence raising his attractiveness index.

After I look away, feeling an intense heat up my thighs, thinking how delicious it would be Hunter’s month on mine. Hunter is synonymous of TEMPTATION… Irresistible, delicious, forbidden and addicting, everything I’ve been running from right now in my life.

After I look away, feeling an intense heat up my thighs, thinking how delicious it would be Hunter’s month on mine. Hunter is synonymous of TEMPTATION… Irresistible, delicious, forbidden and addicting, everything I’ve been running from right now in my life.

He kisses me in the most passionate way I have ever felt in my life. God, I suddenly feel so hot. He savours my lips deliciously making it hard for me to think. The kiss is not calm. It is rough. Fervent. Hot. Irresistible... Fuck. His lips against mine are captivating. It is so powerful, so sweet, so mesmerizing. I have never felt anything so... God, I have no words for it, and I can't resist that. Who the hell will? Who the hell in her right senses will resist this deliciousness?

" She glared at me. I looked down knowing she would hate what I was about to say next. "I love him." I whispered as I played with the ends of my shirt. "Love?" She questioned with distaste. "Sophia do you even know the meaning of the word love?" "I'm not an imbecile." I defended. "Then you would have realised ages ago that the relationship between you and your 'husband' is an exact replica of fifty shades of grey!" "You have no right to talk about my marriage like that!" I shouted back feeling my temper rising.

"For pickup lines, you needed someone charming like me, but to ask for forgiveness, you need someone delicate, sweet, cute, and irresistible. Someone who shows that what you're doing has pure intentions and comes from the heart, and that the apology is sincere without any hidden agenda." "And who would that be, genius?" "How many nieces and nephews do you have, idiot?" "Watch your mouth, kid," I warned him, but he kept staring at me. "You and Clara, so what?" "Which one of us is delicate, sweet, cute, and irresistible? Okay, I'm irresistible too, I know." "You're so full of yourself!" I started to smile. "Your idea is truly genius, especially if she wears that tutu from her ballet class. She

The Air was heavy, the night was cold. Everything was blurry, Shania's body tensed, wavering as a yearning rushed up her chest. A craving she had never felt before. Her lashes half lowered, and there was a faint, intent pull between her fine brows, she wanted what he was giving her, she wanted the tension and torture and solace. The craving had brought a haze of perspiration over the surface of her skin until the fragrance of roses heightened and attained a glimmer of musk, so remarkably arousing and satisfying

He was going to fuck me silly? And this slut was fucking up for it. To get ruined like crazy, to get banged silly. To get pounded senseless, get drilled mercilessly and get slayed like I deserve for my pussy's crime of being too irresistible to his dick. To get humped like apocalypse would arrive in just a few hours. To get filled with delicious, warm load of cum. Ah, I was so damn excited.