Seduce Novels & Stories

I am going to ask Hendrix when he comes back from his trip but for now, I need to focus on my plan tonight and make it a success. I don't know the first thing about seduction and I don't want to embarrass myself anymore. Thankfully, I have the internet to help me once again. I immediately get out my phone and browse the internet. There are so many options to choose from; I am getting confused! But the one that catches my eye is 'make your speech more seductive to arouse your partner.' The question is, which seductive words am I going to use?!

he tapped the space beside him, indicating for me to take a seat, and I complied without uttering a word. I prepared myself for what would come next, and wiped the welling tears in my eyes. "You are a woman, Scarlett, a young Miss. You should know how to seduce a man while stripping. You don't keep your face like that when you're trying to seduce someone. You're trying to change a man's opinion, to make his heart flutter at the sight of your body, so you'll put in your best. Forget about side distractions or embarrassment, it's only you and him. You don't conclude if he likes your body or not, let him make the decision himself.

I lay facing the wall, pretending to be asleep, refusing to respond to his Seduction. "You looked so stressed, my love. What is bothering you?" he asks. My heart races as his hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that burns only for him. He kisses my neck, leaving trails of wetness in his wake, sending shivers down my spine. I can feel myself becoming more aroused with each passing second, but a part of me still hesitates. I have so many questions I want to ask him, and it’s bothering me so much.

I’ll have to be a subtle seductress to gain his affection. He tried to resist my seduction, But I won at the end. I kept throwing myself at him, pretending to be drunk and horny until he finally got tired of pushing me away. He pulled me into his arms and high-jacked my seduction, taking charge as he kissed and caressed me, slowly, making me moan in desire.

Sensuality—Sebastian had once been my masterclass in its practice, but now it would be my weapon. "Am I to seduce someone?" The question spilled out, raw and edged with the jagged remnants of my past entanglements. "Perhaps," Violet whispered, close enough that I could feel her breath on my skin. "But remember, Roanne, in our game, seduction is not just about pleasure. It's a means to an end—a dance of power and control." As she retreated, the distance between us felt like a chasm widening, leaving me stranded on the precipice of change. "Until tomorrow, Roanne," she said, her words laced with secrets yet to be told. "Prepare well. The night will unveil what t

His emotionless Goddess just turned to a lethal seductress and he was helpless when it came to her. " Stroke him,slowly and lightly, apply pressure from time to time." She remembered another way to seduce a man and send him over the edge so she dived in to explore. She was excited with this new experience but damn it, she was loving every minute of it. She stroked him but not gently, she squeezed him not too tight but enough to send Justin jerking and arching his back. Amidst the pleasurable pain,he savoured the restrained sweetness of having his junior securely on her palm. It was painfully pleasurable and he was getting affected. His brain was now fogged wit

I begged every god for the willpower to resist her but it seems they are not on seat today. “Fuck it,” I whispered, grabbing her waist and pulling her towards me again. A tiny moan escaped her lips, and I claimed her lips as mine. She kissed me back with equal energy. Hungry. Longing. Passionate. Her hands found my hair, tugging against it gently. Her knees buckled, and I managed to hold her in place, before pushing her gently against the table that was behind her. Isabella quickly sat down, already reaching for the button of my shirt.

Freya asked, feeling a bit shy. "No, I mean seductive loungewear. Silks. Lace. Things that look effortless but make him stay awake at night thinking about you," Anastasia explained. "But here is the most important part: Make him crave you. Make him want you, and then... starve him. Men love the chase, Freya. They like women who are confident and seductive, but they hate it when it’s too easy. If you give it to him on a silver platter, he’ll think you’re cheap. You have to be a prize he has to win."

“I don't chase women I want, they go after me, they plead for my body and soul. I know your type and I will get you” Teyana smirked , she seductively replied him in a whisper, the voice he wanted to hear in the other room. “ Am sorry Cee, you won’t get me. Neither will I crave for your body and soul like them, rather you’ll yearn to get not just between my legs but to officially be my man”

The sensation doubled when Luc pinched the other sensitive nub at the same time he nudged her lips apart and leaned in for a kiss. He more than kissed; he seduced without words. Luc was an artist, a master. He didn’t rush or demand. He cajoled, toyed, promised with a hot sweep of his tongue, only to back away and leave her needing. His kiss alone would be enough to make her lose her head and melt like hot wax. Coupled with the erection against her thigh, the sensations were downright combustive. Deke continued to lave her nipple, switching to the other, pushing Luc’s fingers away to take the sensitive bud inside with a hard suck, a gentle bite, a flat-tongued