Reluctant Lesbian Seduction Novels & Stories

He moves like someone calculating leverage. His fingers slide beneath my shirt, his nails grazing my chest. “You’re stressed,” he whispers. “Let me fix it.” It is the same strategy he uses the first night we are together. He acts as if he is about to withdraw, as if he does not care whether I respond. Then, the moment my guard drops, even slightly, he pounces with that intoxicating, controlled seduction that always leaves me wanting more than I should. Before I can reply, his mouth meets mine, hungry, controlling, the kind of kiss that says he is setting the pace, not me.

They are not wrong, anyway. I looked at myself in the mirror. A lady wearing a dress with no make up on. Just bare... Me. Who am I to even meet the eyes of the Alpha? When I came back, I made sure to hide in the shadows, so no one would try to look at a maid. So no one would be interested in me even though I know I'm not interesting. The music swelled around me as the alpha walked and dance with every girl and each of them seemed to have forgot breathing once they made contact with him. Polite, yes. But distant, cold, and not a glimpse of smile was seen from him.

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It was Rue and with my consent, she walked in with a smile as she surveyed the room, her smile getting broader. “He liked it?” she asked and I shook my head in denial. Ever since the night before, when he had made me touch myself, I had felt certain pleasurable sensations that were difficult to describe. It was blissful and felt really good and I knew I could do anything to feel it again. I sought advice from Rue to help me seduce Alistair. I wanted him to want me, every part of me, and still wouldn’t be satisfied of me.

Much prettier. He hadn't thought to consider himself. Nick's hand would be pulling mine to his dick so I could get him off, but that was mutual, right? Mr. Mysterious hasn't asked for anything yet. He led me towards the bed and then cowered. "Lift your hips." His tone wasn't smug or mocking. His commands echoed and they were rough. I wondered what would be the consequence of defying. "No." I squeezed my legs between his, caging myself in. He chuckled.

She smiled teasingly at him, the whole while not knowing that this was her last night to live! He returned her smile as he allowed her body to grind on his. He hadn't realized that the floor started to become cramped with the amount of bodies grinding on one another. It almost reminded him of an orgy but without all the sex involved. Anticipation stained the air on the dance floor and it just kept feeding his own sadistic fantasies of what he was going to do to Sierra and maybe even Isabella!

My breasts were freed and a cold breeze blew towards it, making my nipples extra sensitive. Before I could say flapjack, Henry captured one of my pink buds into his mouth and sucked lightly, biting gently before moving to the other one. I threw my head back in pleasure and savoured every moment. I don’t care if either of us ended up regretting this moment later because yes, the wait was worth it. I hadn’t planned on seducing him to my bed at the beginning but if this is what I get for trying that hard to get him to be mine, then I guess I did right.

Maybe this was my chance. “I’m Jane,” the woman said, gesturing for me to sit on the velvet-lined sofa. “Here at Luxe, we cater to an exclusive clientele, and we'll make sure that you'll be compensated well and generously. We offer a high level of discretion and service. So, If you’re serious about this, there’s no turning back. This is about reclaiming your power, your confidence, and your independence. We’ll make sure you’re taken care of.” I took a seat, still unsure, but the weight of the decision in front of me felt lighter. I had nothing to lose.

’ demanded Mark twenty minutes later after Lewis had let him in to the silent house. ‘I’ve had this idea and I want to sound it out on you.’ ‘You're the boss.’ ‘That’s right,’ said Lewis with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. ‘I am. Now, let’s say that after making love to her brother our heroine decides that she wants to seduce her husband.’ ‘She doesn’t have to seduce him, they're married,’ objected Mark. ‘Yes, but this is a seduction. She could go to his office and make love to him there, something like that.’

My goddamn stepmother—was staring straight at me with those dark, hungry eyes and that wicked little smile curving her full lips like she’d been waiting for this exact moment all along. Waiting for the resentful little college girl who hated her guts to finally get caught touching herself to the sight of her perfect body spread open and glistening on the couch. I should’ve run. I should’ve bolted upstairs, locked my door, and pretended the last two minutes of my life had never happened. But my feet wouldn’t move. My fingers were still buried inside my soaked cunt, slowly circling my throbbing clit like they had a mind of their own, and Elena’s low voice, or would I say husky voice dripping w