My One Temptation 소설 & 이야기

Jamey She was a walking temptation I knew I would succumb too sooner rather than later. Meadow was doing nothing to keep my sexual appetite down, her existence was slowly pushing me to my limit, her presence was unnerving and the stunt she pulled today was proof of that. Staring at my bedroom ceiling, all I could think about was the look on her face in the elevator and how it drove me crazy, how easily she got wet for me was addictive. I had been in this position for a few hours. I couldn’t sleep and I couldn’t work. This was becoming unhealthy.

“What?” Lucy had somehow made it down to her knees and was holding the incriminating book in both hands, staring at the cover in confusion. When she heard no response, she looked up. Great. Just great. Mattie thought. How has she managed to hire what had to be the only nineteen year old in northern California who would never heard of the Kama Sutra, and the only eighty year olds, who apparently had? She struggled to her feet, Then reached for the book with one hand and pulling Lucy to her feet with the other. “ It’s nothing. Just a library book I checked out. By accident. Just a silly mistake.“

"Captain, I need a warrant. Fast. Victoria Holt. Theo Holt. Sarah, last name pending. Extortion, blackmail, wire fraud, and conspiracy to defame. We're crashing a gala tonight." The pieces were moving. All converging on one glittering ballroom. Where smiles would hide knives. And one family's truth would either save them or destroy them forever.

LAURA Over the past few days, I had launched an operation. OPERATION SEDUCE ALEX Aim: To get him to open his eyes, pull his head out of his ass—or whichever idiom best suited the situation—and face the truth that he still wanted me. I was right there for the taking; all he had to do was take. I’ll tell you how it’s been so far. Day 1: Short sundress with nothing underneath.

“But each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed.” I swallowed, shifting in the pew. My panties were already damp, my clit pulsing every time I crossed and uncrossed my legs. I was aching from just the sound of his words. He went on, preaching more on how never to give in to temptation, but I was drowning in it, all I saw was him. He closed the bible, his eyes meeting me as he motioned for me to rise. “Come here, child.” He said. I rose. The congregation faded as I walked down the aisle in slow motion, heels clicking softly on the polished wood. Father Liam stepped down from the pulpit and met me at the altar rail. His hand gently cupped my jaw.

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.

The devil does not come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you've ever wished for. - Tucker Max. |L O R E N Z O| Everyone enjoys different things, different genre, different music, I enjoy watching people bleed when their face show the terror I made them feel. It gives me power. It assures me that I am the one with power and not the other way. I have never craved anything in my life like I live for power.

Dustin says as he nibbles my earlobe. “But if you want us to stop, and you truly mean it, then we will,” Brandon added. My breath hitched as I bit my lip, trying to fight back the moan that was creeping up my throat. They patiently waited for me to give them my answer, continuing their teasing of my body. Were they teasing me to get an honest reaction from me? “Tell us the truth, Princess,” Connor whispered. My toes were curling. My breathing was heavy. I wanted them. I needed them. I could barely think of a reason that I should refuse them, but I knew that I needed to say no.

Sophia took a sip, the wine warming her from the inside. "The assignment… it’s on modern interpretations of taboo relationships, right?" "Exactly." He sat beside her on the chaise, close enough that his thigh brushed hers. "Tell me, Sophia. Have you ever experienced real temptation? The kind that consumes you, body and soul, even when you know it could destroy everything?" Her breath hitched. "I…no. Not really. I’ve always been the good girl. Focused on studies. My parents expect perfection."

"Lemon, vanilla, espresso, butter biscuits, mascarpone. It should be the one on your right." "Hm, and here I was thinking it requires one egocentric, bitter and annoying wolf." I cackled. "Nope. I'm sure such a description fits more with Hot Temptation you mentioned earlier." He said in a playful tone of voice. Was that his way of laughing into my face? "Shut up!" I groaned and picked up the cake, which spiciness even I could sense, and stuffed a forkful into his stupidly grinning mouth. The fiery heat that burned his tongue must have been enormous because he punched himself into his chest, coughing.