Seducing Boyfriend Novels & Stories

A long shower, is what I needed, and it is what I get, where all my strained muscles relax and I get out of the shower, feeling refreshed and ready for dinner with my boyfriend. Reese Cullen, my boyfriend. Gosh, this just fills me up with butterflies in my stomach. The dinner he's preparing, seems to be promising, with how the aroma grabs me, from the moment I come out of my room. Seeing him so busy, with my apron wrapped around, makes him look so attractive. Not being able to help myself, I sneak up on him and hug him from behind. " My boyfriend." I say. He chuckles, turning around to face me. He soon picks me up, leaving me with no choice but to wrap my arms and legs around him, he connect

“I’m serious. I think the universe sent you here to meet me, so I could experience true love and know what it feels like to be seen. To be loved by a hot American, to have a handsome boyfriend.” “A boyfriend?” I nod. “Yeah. You’re my boyfriend.” “Who says I’m your boyfriend?”

He looked at her. “Well then, you should pay me back, don’t you think?” he asked her. “How so?” she asked, cocking her head to the side. “Kiss me.” he told her. She rolled her eyes at him and was about to move away from him, but he grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him. Their faces were inches apart. “Well, I am your boyfriend who is in love with you, so it’s only natural that you kiss me.” he told her in a low seductive tone.

My thighs trembled. “This is insane… I have a boyfriend,” I protested weakly, but my voice cracked. “Boyfriend?” He laughed low, his free hand sliding to my waist, fingers digging into my soft flesh. “That loser couldn’t make you cum if his life depended on it. I can smell how wet you are already, baby. That greedy little pussy is weeping for a real man. Imagine my thick cock splitting you open, hitting spots Jake’s never even dreamed of. You’ll be screaming, creaming, squirting all over me while I ruin you for anyone else.”

His voice jolted me back to reality but I didn't even bulge, “No, I want to stare more, I can't get enough, you're mine anyways” I shrugged making him smile, “You're getting braver by the day huh?” He asked with a smirk, I smiled and pulled closer, “Of course my boyfriend is this handsome I have to be brave” I said with a proud smile with my gaze focused on his seductive lips, I gulped down nervously, I could barely look away, damn he's driving me crazy, “You know you can kiss me if you want to, you don't have to hold back”

My laughing stopped almost immediately and I wondered what he was gonna do next. "You claimed to be my babe right?" He said in a low tone, more like a seductive tone. "Then I'll show you the real Identity of your boyfriend," he added while bringing his lips close to mine. I didn't know what came over me but I found myself anticipating his lips.

My thoughts froze. I should stop this. Stop him. But I didn’t want to. I wanted him. I wanted my fiancé’s older brother. “Then don’t,” I whispered. He brushed a loose strand of hair from my face and leaned in, claiming my lips again...this time slower, deeper. When he pulled back, we were both breathing hard. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” I whispered. “But we shouldn’t pretend we don’t want it,” he replied. “Tell me to stop,” he said softly. “And I will.”

There was no response. Just silence. Her unease grew, then he leaned closer, one hand coming down against the wall beside her, caging her in. Her breath caught. “I am not lying,” she said quickly, the words tumbling out. “You have already done enough, and you are my sister’s boyfriend. I should keep my distance.” Her voice faltered at the last part, her gaze dropping. “I never said you were lying,” he replied lightly. “So why do you look so guilty?”

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.

His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me even closer, as if to physically brand me as his. I tried to speak, to ask, to understand, but the words caught in my throat. His confession, his possessiveness, it was overwhelming. It was everything I had secretly craved, twisted into something far more terrifying than I had ever imagined. He wasn't just my forbidden fantasy; he was my captor, in a way I hadn't foreseen. "Gabriel..." I managed, my voice a weak whisper.