My Temptation นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If thinking like this means going to hell, then I would gladly accept the offer, if it means to be with him and in his arms, with my legs and hands wrapped around him while he sucked the life out of me and devoured me whole. Such a sinful thought and I'm falling for the temptations that my body is craving for, and I don't want to fight with that 'Falling Temptations'. I want to be engulfed in it. He then moved his hand that was holding my head to roam around my neck, moving down to my bare back before taking a turn towards my shoulder and at that moment, I wished that there was no towel that would stop his hands tracing my body. I wished he would rip that towel off my body even though my san

It's not fair, that this man has come into my life, disguised as an angel, when in reality he was Lucifer himself. I remember a song, by one of my favorite singers, that says: he's handsome as hell. Because I guess sin and temptation, have their appeal, and sometimes it's hard to say no. But sin and temptation always have their appeal. But sin and temptation will always have the same ending, guilt, and regret that makes you ache to your very soul.

A woman that can endure anything from the man she loves. Daddy, please bed me! I won’t stop tempting him until he lost it and comes to me. I won’t stop torturing him, showing him how my body has grown over the years until he succumbs and fucks me. I want my daddy to, tease me. Suckle on my essence. Kiss me. And most of all, make me his! Yes, I’ll be a temptation to David Truman. Thank goodness, his guardianship over me will end soon. So he'll stop thinking I’m a baby.

Clem said as she finally took his whole length in. She began to fellate him, bopping her head up and down as he thrust his hard shaft down her throat. She started crying, praying that someone should walk right in and save her from this son of the devil. After a short while, he ordered her to stand up and take off her trousers. She began to beg him but he gave no heed to her plea. He threatened to shoot her again and then, out of fear, she took off her trousers. He began to fondle her buttocks and uttered obscenities. With a gun in one hand, he bent her over the sink and spread her legs apart. He spat on his hand and used it to lubricate her lady part.

Then, he had begun investigating in order to fully understand the family to whom Vice and Victor had become linked through their relationship with her. Now, he had slipped into the rabbit hole, and could not stop eating the damn cake. Oh, but the cake tasted so good, he thought as the Ferrari pulled over at a recording studio, and Vixen oozed her way out of the driver’s seat. There was no wig today, and no half-mask. He didn’t think that shade of white-blonde was natural, by her eyebrows, and she had well and truly stuffed those gorgeous curves into a very lucky pair of jeans, and a t-shirt advertising herself as a brunette under the name “Temptation” standing in front of three guys, one of

The soon-to-be family of five talked more about the baby and the girls were very excited to know that they would be traveling the next day to celebrate the existence of their baby sibling. The End! Thank you all for reading TEMPTRESS! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you in my new story but for the meantime, please feel free to check out my other stories on this app. Thank you!

“You know what that costs.” “Yes,” Clara said softly. “That’s why Serena didn’t expect it.” That caught his attention. She turned back to the tablet, scrolling with purpose now. “She’s positioning me as temporary,” Clara continued. “As someone who exists because of proximity to you. So I’m going to remove the ambiguity.” Adrian stiffened. “By doing what?” Clara looked at him. “By speaking.” His chest tightened. “Publicly?” “Yes.” “With your name attached to mine?” he pressed.

She sat on the edge of the smooth green felt, the cool surface against her butt making her shiver. Rhys walked closer until he stood right in front of her. “Spread your legs.” Sienna’s breath hitched. For a second, she just stared at him. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this. She was here on a mission — seduce him, get evidence, and stay in control. But right now she couldn't help but want to obey him... to satisfy the desire she'd been burying for the past few days. Rhys’s grey eyes stayed locked on hers, calm and unreadable, and the longer he looked at her, the more she felt her pussy throb.

Selene leaned over him, her lips close to his, eyes dark with mischief and something deeper desire that was forbidden, dangerous, intoxicating. “Do you understand now?” she murmured. “How easily temptation can bind you when you think you’re in control?” He swallowed hard, voice trembling: “I, I do.” A small, victorious smile curved her lips. “Good. Then the lesson continues” And in that moment, Elias realized: temptation wasn’t just a challenge. It was a force he couldn’t resist, not with Selene, not ever. The First Night of Forbidden Proximity The study was silent except for the quiet scratching of quill on parchment and the occasional rustle of turning pages. But for Elias, every sound was

Emma, meanwhile, floated out of the clinic like she’d won a game. The evening air was brisk, cool against her heated skin. Every step replayed his struggle—the way his hands had frozen on her stomach, the clipped edge of his voice when he said enough. He wanted her. She knew it. The knowledge pulsed like a live current inside her. She stopped at the corner, staring at the glow of traffic lights, a sly smile curving her lips. This wasn’t about headaches anymore. This was about temptation, about pushing until his iron control finally snapped.