Seduced Book Novels & Stories

The layer of sweat on them gave them an extra shine that, by God, had me gasping for breath. I involuntarily brought a hand to my mouth while biting one of my lips. That man was dying slowly, it was a sin created by the devil so that many would go to hell, and why not? After doing a couple more push-ups, he got up using a towel around his neck and turned to show me his slender and wonderful back, at that moment I began to walk in his direction again as if an invisible force drew me to him, as if a magnet drew me closer to him.

Just her touch and my demon calmed down. My eyes scanned her sleeping form on the bed, her hair tousled, her hands over her head. That position alone seemed so alluring I wanted to join her, spoon her from behind and get wild. Now that's new...When did I become so needy? So hormonal like a teenager? Well, this woman made me feel like I was a dog in constant heat. I wanted her so badly I couldn't focus on my work because she invaded my mind, and every time her face popped into my mind, I felt the itch to get back home to see her, but I had to suppress myself. She wasn't the woman I thought she was. I was wrong about her.

“ I don't understand, madam…” “ That's the perfect scent to lure the CEO into my sweet seduction…”.

The night promises to be full of seduction. Mr. Bennett stares at me with fiery eyes, and I hold his gaze. Every move of mine is intentional, provoking a wave of excitement. I feel the electricity in the air as our gazes meet and intertwine. His desire is palpable, and the game of seduction intensifies with each moment. My curves twist to the rhythm of the music, drawing his hungry eyes to every move I make. I feel powerful, confident, and completely immersed in this fiery dance. The idea is to make Alexander Will Bennett fall in love with me. I will be his downfall, an irresistible trap that will engulf him completely. I plan to seduce him with every move, every glance, and every touch. I w

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

“You’ll get used to being spoiled… and owned.” I bit my lip to stop the moan threatening to escape. His touch was slow, deliberate, making me drip for him right there in the restaurant. The dim lighting, the sound of clinking glasses and hushed chatter around us – it all felt surreal as his fingers slipped the fabric aside and brushed against my wet folds. “Oh, fuck…” I whispered, my hips jerking against his hand involuntarily. He grinned wickedly, moving his fingers in small, lazy circles over my clit. “You’re soaking, baby. Just from a few words and my touch? Such a good little slut.”

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

” “I guess you’re right.” “You don’t have to guess, I’m always right with tips like this.” She smirked while I playfully rolled my eyes. “You can’t just make him yours by sitting like an old piece of sack. This time, you must read my seduction tips. I bet you didn’t even open the book?” she asked. “I actually did and only read a few of them, but now, I certainly will check them all out. If being the Luna will help me out then seducing him to get into his head would be a perfect opportunity to achieve what I want to achieve, right?”

Elena cupped them briefly, lifting and squeezing them together as she looked him straight in the eyes. “Suck them,” she ordered softly, stepping closer until her breasts brushed against his chest. “Show me how much you want this nasty secretary.” David groaned, the last of his resistance gone. He bent his head and captured one rosy nipple between his lips, sucking greedily. Elena moaned, threading her fingers through his salt-and-pepper hair and pulling him harder against her chest. His tongue swirled around the sensitive peak, teeth grazing lightly, sending sparks of pleasure straight to her core.