Seducing Him Novels & Stories

Seduce him? "I want you to make him so consumed by you that he cannot think past you. You know, men like Michael Van Leer have one real weakness, and it has always been you over time. His obsession is not a feeling. It is an incurable sickness." I stood. "And sicknesses can be used." "And then." "And then you use the same proximity to end him." I expressed it the way I said everything, clearly and without performance. "You make him want you completely. Make him hungry to sleep with you. Then you get close enough. And you finish it."

‘Don’t think, just seduce him. Why did I even ask her? However, as usual her idea makes me ponder for a while. Imagine if I abruptly barged inside the bathroom then I saw him on his birthday suit. Then I will pretend that I am not expecting his existence. Likely, seduce him a little? Then again, I will reluctantly agree to his advances if needed. Let him kiss me all over and caress my bare flesh with his calloused pair of hands underneath my clothes. Moreover, after a while, he will began striping me naked with his dark hypnotic orbs tracing every inch of my body. Heated. Dark. And. Dangerous.

“We can work something out… just between us, right?” He smiled. That slow, venomous smile of a man who enjoys watching his prey believe it’s winning. “Of course we can, doll,” he said calmly. “Let’s work it out.” I let myself fall into my own illusion. I seduced him with everything I had learned—with that mix of provocation and surrender that had opened so many doors before. Every touch, every kiss, every movement was another chip I placed on the table of a game I thought I still controlled.

The plan was set in motion. He stepped into the elevator and punched in the number for the ground floor, his mind already on the next step. Harper would be his perfect solution. He’d present her with the offer—a year-long engagement, a fake marriage, and a tidy little paycheck at the end of it all. No strings attached. He knew her well enough to understand she wouldn’t be fooled by the romance or the lies. She’d play her part, just as he would.

Just crosses the room in four strides, backs me against the window, and kisses me like he’s trying to erase the last six months with his tongue. I let him. For now. His hands are everywhere on my thighs, ass, throat, hair,claiming territory he forfeited when he let me walk. I arch into him, nails raking down his back hard enough to shred the tux. He growls, spins me, presses my cheek to the cold glass. The city sprawls beneath us, indifferent. “Say it,” he rasps against my ear. “Say the word and this ends.” I laugh. The sound is jagged. “Never.”

I immediately opened my eyes and glared at him. "Were you waiting, Miss Gie? Did you actually expect me to kiss you? Don't tell me you really want to taste me?" he said boastfully. I pushed him away to get out of his arms. "Get real, Sir Arthur! I would never want a taste of an expired hotdog. You're so old, yet you're so full of yourself," I snapped at him to save myself from embarrassment. It was so embarrassing. Closing my eyes like that made it look like I easily gave in to him. I realized that seducing Mr. Arthur might not be easy. With how aggressive he is, I might end up breaking his bones instead.

That made her quiver and squirm. He is surely trying to make her wet before he even starts anything. He pulled off her clothes after unhooking her bra from the inside. Her full boobs were pointing straight at him. He traced his hands down her curves. "You are one beautiful woman." He said, his eyes full of lust. Even though Rose knows he's just saying this out of lust, she still likes hearing it especially from him. She wanted to touch him but he won't let her. He is the dominating type and he won't even give her a chance to touch him at all.

What the hell. “I think I’m falling in love with you,” he confessed. No, no, no. this was not supposed to happen. I had no interest in having a long term relationship with a boy. He was good for sex, but not as a boyfriend or husband. I needed a real man, and there was only one in the world for me. If I had to get rid of April forever, I would. “You’re just getting confused. That’s lust, my dear. It’s because I’m very good at making you feel like a man. Deep down, you still love April and I’m going to make sure you get her.”

His emotionless Goddess just turned to a lethal seductress and he was helpless when it came to her. " Stroke him,slowly and lightly, apply pressure from time to time." She remembered another way to seduce a man and send him over the edge so she dived in to explore. She was excited with this new experience but damn it, she was loving every minute of it. She stroked him but not gently, she squeezed him not too tight but enough to send Justin jerking and arching his back. Amidst the pleasurable pain,he savoured the restrained sweetness of having his junior securely on her palm. It was painfully pleasurable and he was getting affected. His brain was now fogged with lust and pure desire. He imagi

He said, his voice sounding like butter melting through my barriers. I could smell his arousal and knew he could smell mine too. We were picking up on each other's signals and I didn't know how to help myself. I was falling head first into a trap and I knew that I suppose to pick myself up before I lost my my senses "You are trying to seduce me, that is exactly what you're doing." He paused and raised his brows. "Is it working?" I shook my head despite being unable to tear my eyes away from his lips.