Seducing Him Novels & Stories

He kissed her hard. Punishing. He wanted to punish her for being so wickedly sexy without her even knowing it. She is like a seductress masked with a convincing mask of innocence. Very convincing. But he is sure she doesn't know anything about her true effect on him at what she was doing right now. He felt like his demons are trying to break loose, and his willpower to wait for the right time was wearing off as seduction dances around him. Teasing. Enticing him to indulge. As if a demon inside him whispers, "She asked for it, go on. You will be a bad husband if you turn her down." While his sanity is boosting his determination saying, "She doesn't know what she is asking for, you waited for

almost. "I should bring you here more often then" he whispers again. "Would work perfectly as a seduction tactic" A blush crept up her face in the next instant, the thought of her boss who she has harbored feelings for years seducing her left her feeling flustered; with butterflies tumbling around in excitement inside her stomach. "Come on," he said, tugging on her arm to move her along. "We need to get something to drink and mingle with the other people here. That's how this works" he teased, a smile lingering in his sexy baritone

‎“She’s playing human tricks, seducing him like the seductress she is. He doesn’t see it yet but he will, just give it time.” I halted in my tracks. It was that word again, seductress.

Jina looked at him in astonishment, nodded excitedly, imagining that she could go as far as her friend. "No. 1 'A seducer loves themselves so much that they never allow others to step on them.' No. 2 'A seducer always looks the way they want, their body is hot, their hair is perfect, they dress according to the occasion, always fresh and elegant.' No. 3 'A seducer makes their gestures and every move attractive.' No. 4 'A seducer never insists, it is others who insist on them. They feel happy because they think we have chosen them over others'..." As Eugene-Chan spoke, Jina made a gesture of indecision, feeling smaller with each word. Everything her friend was telling her sounded too complica

How the hell did I manage to hit my head that hard on the blower? "Does it hurt?" He was just asking me a simple question, but why does he look and sound so seductive? With his hand still on my head and his face frowning right beside mine, it made me feel things. "So-sorry," I answered. What the hell? How would I tell him that he's making me shake. I was supposed to be the one seducing him, but I became the one sweating and palpitating over here. "Did you hear what I just said?"

she advised like a guru, tilting her chin up proudly after saying it. I threw her a look. “I just sold him my body last night, Victoria. How do you mean ‘take him by his heart’ when I acted like one of his nasty— nasty girls just to be f-ed by him?” I pointed out. She rolled her eyes at me. “That was just the start. First rule of seduction—lure your man into his fantasy, his favorite things. Like giving catnip to a cat. Get them high. And once they get used to it, that’s when you make them your prey.”

Her body reacted instantly—heart racing, pulse climbing, skin suddenly alive under his calculated proximity. “But?” she prompted, feigning control, though every instinct told her she was already exposed. “But,” he continued, lowering his voice almost to a whisper, “…you cannot hide from me. You’re clever, but clever isn’t enough. Every calculated step you take, I anticipate. Every pause, every hesitation… I’ve accounted for it.” She tilted her head, letting a faint smirk tug at her lips. “And yet… here I am. Walking toward you.” He paused, considering her. Not with judgment, not with anger, but with a predatory admiration that made her shiver. He let her think she had some control, some choi

"Give me lots of kids. I'm going to get you pregnant." I sighed loudly. It felt like a dull knife was poking my womb. Asher still didn't come. He's so strong and manly in bed. I moaned again after the second orgasm came. Asher accelerated his hip movements. He sucked the back of my neck, and moments later his scream closed our game like the flames on New Year's Eve, signalling that the year was ending.

"Like what? I'm just giving you advice like a friend. If you seduce him, he's not going to remember that you did anything wrong—that you went out without permission. Just go ahead." Of course, I'm the one Dante caught. She escaped. I'm the one in trouble. "Vittoria, I can't sleep with Dante!" She rolled her eyes, dragging my hands to pull me up to my feet. "Who said seducing means you must sleep with him? You're just going to make him more attracted to you. I heard making them want more—showing off and then not letting him touch you—will make him love you even more. So, go for it, girl."

If I should deny any further, he don't mind coming to New York to have me gang bang. "We kiss, caressed each other but he never have sex with me. He only gave me some tasks to fulfill , if truly I want him to have sex with me. " His roaring laughter on the other end brewed furious in my heart and I was just controlling the urge not to unleashed them on him. "What task,?" His voice resonated in my ears and send my heart scampering for answers. "He wants me to seduce him. By being a stripper in the club, only if I'm able to seduce him then, he'll give me the privilege to tie him up and gives him cowgirl style." I heard him yelled, 'what the hell?' over the line.