Novelas y relatos de Seducing Boyfriend

"You've been through something terrible and you're trying to make sense of it by creating patterns where there aren't any, by turning normal conversations into conspiracies." "But—" "I love you," she said and squeezed my hands. "You're my best friend and it's killing me to watch you torture yourself like this, to see you spiraling into this dark place where you can't trust anyone or anything." Tears started running down my face because what if she was right, what if I really was losing my mind, what if grief had broken me so completely that I couldn't tell what was real anymore. "I don't know what's real," I whispered.

Ethan’s hands moved to my ass, squeezing and slapping the flesh as I continued to ride him. “I love you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies slapping together. Ethan’s eyes met mine, his expression filled with raw emotion. He pulled me down for a kiss, his lips crashing against mine in a passionate embrace. His tongue explored my mouth, tangling with mine as we lost ourselves in the moment. I could feel the pressure building inside me, my orgasm just out of reach. Ethan’s hands moved back to my clit, his fingers working me with expert precision. “Come for me,” he whispered against my lips, his voice filled with need.

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

There was a seriousness in his features, but the twitch at the corner of his mouth said otherwise. "Nope!" I shook my head, biting my lip to halt my mirth. "You naughty girl, you're laughing at your boyfriend's misery?" He cupped my chin. I tried to ignore the fluttering in my tummy. Boyfriend. I liked the sound of it. "I'm not!" "But your beautiful face says otherwise, baby. You have been a very bad girl, don't you think you deserve some punishment?" His voice laced with seduction, creating a haze around my mind, as if hypnotising me.

I gasp, disoriented. “If you want this to continue,” he states, his voice cool, “you will drop this ridiculous charade with your supposed boyfriend.” My heart stutters to a halt. It feels like a physical blow. All of this, this entire seduction, was nothing but a tactic? A maneuver to control me? I shove against his chest, fury incinerating the last of my passion. “So that is what this is? You thought you could slink in here, use your mouth on me, and I would just forget everything you have done?”

Davenport came up with. Teaching budding sluts how to properly be whores. Good girls only blew their boyfriends and husbands. "Mmm, dessert," I cooed and ducked my head down. I swallowed my boyfriend's cock. He groaned as I did that. His hand slid through my loose, black hair. He grabbed a fistful of it as I nursed on him, loving this. "Ah, you wanted jizz sundae," he said. "Definitely on the takeout menu."

He smiled at what I had said. About having a boyfriend. We both knew I didn't care. “A boyfriend who can’t make you come,” he said. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. He must’ve heard the conversation we were having earlier. He pushed his hips closer to mine. “A boyfriend that doesn’t excite you anymore.” he traced the inside of my thighs with his finger. “I bet your boyfriend doesn’t make you this wet anymore,” he murmured against my ear. I gently squeezed my legs as his fingers brushed against my clit. “You need a man, Claire, not a boy.”

Sebastian asked coldly, his hand snaking around my waist. Zac took the other side and did the same. "This shameless man you are pertaining to is our boyfriend." Oh, boy, I'm cooked.

"Haaah? Boyfriend?" "Yes, you have a boyfriend?" Victor asked once again. He smiled faintly, exuding a charm that could make any woman fascinated. The charisma of a young CEO who is very attached to him and Nina who has already fallen in love with Aiden, even ignoring men like Victor who have always been at the top of her ideal man list.

I lost my balance and landed sideways on his lap, one of his arms anchoring me firmly in place. He was staring at me with an intensity that felt like a physical touch. ‘I’m willing,’ he said, his voice low and rough, stripping away all pretence. ‘God, Hyacinth, you have no idea how willing I am. But I don’t want to be a replacement for a battery-operated device. I want to be your boyfriend. I want the title. I want the whole damn thing.’ Boyfriend. The word landed like a lead weight in my gut, sending a cold wave of something that felt suspiciously like panic through the heat of my anger.