Seduced Novels & Stories

He fucked her through it, past it, until she was sobbing with overstimulation and still pushing back for more. When he finally spilled inside her, hot and claiming, he stayed buried deep, mouth at her ear. “Welcome to the company, Sasha.” She stayed bent over the piano long after he pulled out, thighs shaking, his release sliding down her legs, the taste of surrender thick on her tongue. The stage lights dimmed to a single red spot that painted them both in blood and sin. She was already addicted.

My hand was shaking as I tried to decide. “Do it,” my angel said. “Make me a dirty girl. Make me a slut.” Slut. Yes. I wrote an S, ragged on her stomach, my hand clenched around the pen so tight I could have broken it. I attempted to write an L to follow, but the rise and fall of her breaths sent me insane. It was as though time sped up and slowed in unison, and I was there, in the thrill, with a crazed sense of possession beyond the remit of control. A zen moment. Falling into the abyss. A glorious abyss of possession. Love. Yes. This was my love. My true love for my sweet Rosie.

She was still calm, while I was so angry I wanted to scream. I nodded and smiled, a mocking smile. "You're right. I did seduce him." Her eyebrows furrowed at my words. "I seduced Senorito Darius, and he was seduced by me. He wanted what happened because he was attracted to me." "That's not true. He was drunk!" "Even when you're drunk, you still know what you're doing. Sorry, but Senorito Darius enjoyed what we did. He was pretty loud about it, actually."

I rub it there while looking at her, up and down, teasing myself with what’s in front of me. As I look at every inch of her, I forget my anger and drink in her sexual magnetism. Rose is pulling me to her like nothing ever has. I feel like at any moment I’m going to get up with no conscious thought and go to her. She’s like a siren and I’m being lured to my death at her feet. I feel myself smile wickedly, all too willing to go.

Soft, needy little whimpers escaped her with every roll of her hips. The sight was both strangely funny and deeply sad at the same time. I walked into the cage, the barred door clicking shut behind me. She must have sensed me because she slowly turned her head, eyes glassy and unfocused. The scent of cinnamon and something sweeter, hit me immediately. She was drugged, badly. “Law…” she breathed, voice thick with arousal. “Please…” I sat on the edge of the bed and touched her arm gently. She moaned at the contact, arching into my hand like a cat in heat.

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."

“Her insight has been… invaluable.” Applause followed. Polite. Interested. Poisoned. Clara smiled. Inside, she calculated. Serena wasn’t attacking her directly. She was absorbing her. Turning Clara into an extension of the foundation, of Adrian, of influence Clara hadn’t consented to. Adrian leaned closer. “You don’t have to stay,” he murmured. Clara didn’t look at him. “Yes, I do.” “This isn’t fair.” “No,” she agreed. “But it’s effective.”

The gawk gawk gawk gawk sound she made as she sucked him off made him even more horny, and needy for her. "Today, I want you to feel everything"

Becoming softer and calmer was the only way to seduce him - I found out last night, I saw how surprised he was when I picked him up form the floor. I felt the connection when our eyes locked, when I felt his hot breath on my face, when I held him in my arms, when I felt his body tensed under my touch. There was something and I was damn sure I wasn't the only one who felt it. Operation Seduce Sebastain start now. “I asked what for breakfast… can't you hear me?” “Oh that…mmm. Maybe eggs? I have no idea, just surprise me.” He answered nonchalantly and continue working on his laptop.