Seducing Him Novels & Stories

That didn’t stop me from digging my hands into the front of his shirt and trying to pull him back to me. He, of course, didn’t budge. He just looked at me like he was disappointed in me. “So fucking easy to seduce.” The words stung, but somehow the sting made me even wetter. “No, I’m not.” I didn’t know why I was protesting. I wanted to be seduced by this man. No, that wasn’t right. I wanted to be destroyed by this man. “All it takes is some young cocky thing sucking on your nipple and you’re panting for it.” He slowly planted his hands on either side of my hips, moving forward until I was forced to spread my legs to allow him.

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."

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.

"He never did anything inappropriate. He never sent me any signals or...or touched me or tried to watch me naked or anything. He was just a perfect daddy like you've heard me say before. But I...God I saw him like other women see him for the first time, and I realized how badly I needed him. I don't know if subconsciously I had planned it, but when we went up the coast, I started to...be, uh, available to him, I guess. No, that's a lie too. I seduced him. I talked like a little slut, I got him going, turned his innocent father's touch into something much more intense. I moved his hands to where I wanted them. I slid against him and cuddled and rubbed on him as much as I could. And, eventuall

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 asked, my voice trembling with nerves. "I’m going to carry you to the wheelchair, Miss. So, please stay still. If you move around too much, I might accidentally grab the wrong part of you," he said simply. His warning immediately made me freeze. I was suddenly terrified that he might unintentionally touch something he shouldn't. Despite my discomfort, I let him pick me up. My face was pressed so close to his neck that I could catch his scent. He smelled amazing. The cologne he used was incredibly masculine and intoxicating.

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

“ I don't understand, madam…” “ That's the perfect scent to lure the CEO into my sweet seduction…”.