Novel & Cerita Seducing A Married Man

Nermine said stopping me from moving, I frowned and raised an eyebrow at the woman who pat the bench beside her wanting me to sit down. “What you’ll do is simple” she said slowly, I sat down and raised an eyebrow at her, crossing my arms over my chest. Looking at the woman as if she’s grown a second head “my husband has a nephew, and his grandfather wants him to get married…” “Pardon?” “You’ll get him to love you, and you too will get married…” “You have clearly gone mad”

When she breathed deeply, his eyes wandered towards her dress which was showing an adequate amount of cleavage and it was hard for him to control himself as he was very popular with the name manwhore but he wasn't a manwhore for just any woman. He has a fetish for married women, he feels extreme pleasure when he fucks married women and makes them cheat on their husbands willingly. Sometimes he goes to the extreme length of pleasure by fucking women in front of their husbands and he isn't shameful about it even a little bit as he thinks women are made only to be a sexual object for men. He never forced anyone, but he is so seductive that any woman would spread her legs for him, he just needs

"You are not even appealing." He smirked. "Am I? Then why did you say I am smoking hot? You had an excellent vow. Did you lie when you said you did not prepare anything? Your kisses told me you wanted me." "It's only the kisses. I missed it. But when it comes to seducing you…No freaking way just to get laid. Now that I have money, I can buy a man." He inhaled sharply. "You are not buying a man!" he growled. "I do not tolerate cheating in this marriage!"

My chest rose and fell too quickly, every breath heavy in the charged silence. He advanced slowly, like a predator closing in, his eyes never leaving mine. “Why do you fight it, Amara?” His voice was low, intimate, each word dripping with temptation. “You want me. I see it every time you look at me.” “I’m married,” I said firmly, but even to my own ears, it sounded weak. His smirk curved dangerously. “Married to a man who doesn’t even come home to you. Married to a man who touches every woman but his wife. Tell me again, sweetheart… what exactly are you holding onto?”

Diana moaned, throwing her head back, and then leaned down to capture Simone’s nipple in her mouth, sucking hard while her fingers found Simone’s cunt and began to fuck her in time with my thrusts. I stroked my cock, already hard again, watching the two women devour each other. Diana was a fucking natural, her hips grinding against Simone’s face while her fingers pistoned in and out. It was the most depraved, beautiful thing I had ever seen. I was about to erupt just from watching. “Enough!” I barked. “My turn.” Diana moved aside, and I positioned myself between Simone’s legs. “This is what you wanted? My cock in your married pussy, Simone?” I didn’t wait for an answer.

“ Oh, what the... Romantic. “ the blonde girl smiled hesitantly, although she found the idea of getting married in Las Vegas anything but romantic “ Like in the movies... “It really is, isn't it? “ the red-haired woman smiled, but her subtly mocking expression had Charlie snapping at her mouth “ It must have been quite a proof of love coming from Mr. Sullivan, no? Such a methodical and elegant man, giving up a traditional and imposing wedding, which could be filled with guests of the highest rank, just to be able to marry you as soon as possible, even if it meant not introducing you properly to society like his wife... so touching. “ she tilted her head, which made that little smile even mor

"Or I can collect it for you and send it wherever you end up, you don't need to stay here for paperwork." She made it sound so simple, so easy, like I could just walk away from everything and start over somewhere new. "I don't know," I said. "You don't have to decide right now," Claudia stood and gathered her purse. "Just think about it okay? Think about what staying here is doing to you, how you're barely functioning, how every day is just more pain." She kissed my forehead and headed for the door, paused with her hand on the knob. "Paris would be good for you," she said. "Fresh start, beautiful city, far enough away that you could actually heal instead of staying trapped in this nightmare.

"We're here. He's staying here for the night. It's barely even evening yet. You just need to stay here till around nine pm, get prepared. At nine pm, get dressed and go down to the bar. He'll be there tonight, he absolutely will." "No. I am not doing this anymore." I half yell, anger flaming my eyes. "You will do it or I will divorce you." In hindsight, why did that sentence scare me so much? Why did it give me such a fright that I agreed to seduce a man that all I knew about him was his name and his family relationship with my husband?

I forced my eyes to open. It was a cute man, he looked good though. But how did I get here?. "You should leave Damian and marry me" he smirked. I spat on his face "Damian doesn't know me, he doesn't know if I'm carrying his baby". "Slow down woman!. That's the more reason why I'm asking you to get married to me" he smiled stupidly. "Marry you?" I scoffed "You're too ugly for me" He slapped me hard across my face, so hard that I spat blood out.