Seducing Married Men Novels & Stories

My fingers slides below my covers , a sigh escaped my lips I need to stay grounded, it’s been long since I’ve had real intimacy , I thought. My job has never been one to be conservative about , my body wasn’t something guarded , if my target wanted it , I’d give it. No fairy tales , no sparks , just desire. I pursed my lips “would this be the night I get to Fuckkk Tristan?” I thought. My chest tightening a bit

“You’ll regret that eventually, trust me. Look, these women all pretend to be cool with the whole Dom/Sub thing, and I pay them well—very well, even while we’re married. Thank God we've got airtight agreements, written and signed. If it weren’t for those, I would probably be serving time by now.” David chuckled, clearly enjoying the drama more than he should. “Relax, Alex. I’ve got your back. But here’s an idea—why don’t you give marriage a break? You don’t need that hassle. Just, you know, mingle. I know this guy who runs a sex club, and he’s got connections. You’ll find women who are into that lifestyle, no strings attached. Pay ‘em, enjoy, and move on. No more marrying women who think the

It was as if he was staring at me. No no no.... It can't be.... I switched off the TV and ran to the room and brought out my laptop..... I typed 'DAMIAN SALVATORE' into the search bar Numerous articles relating to him displayed I read some and proceeded to check his pictures... He looks more cute in pictures... An article caught my eyes... NYC's sweetheart and youngest billionaire DAMIAN SALVATORE at 28 still yet to marry What? Are they for real?! Is he gay?

"Or how rough he can fuck. Do you think his cock is just as big as he is?" “Girl, snap out of it," the second girl chided her friend. "The man is married. You don’t stand a chance with him. No one does.” Wait what?? He’s married!? Does his wife know her man picks up heartbroken girls at clubs and fucks them raw till they scream? She remembered his hot tongue flat against her swollen clit, circling slow and torturous, then sucking hard with growls vibrating straight to her bones. God, why does he have to be married? This makes it much more complicated.

"You know that paper every married woman hates to see? Sign it and just forget about the man." "So you can move in and steal my man?" I hiss at her. "Thank you but no thanks." "I won't marry him if that's what you're concerned about." She says airily. "He's every woman's dream guy you know and he's number one on my list of sexiest men in the world." "I've only ever seen him naked twice in the past seven years." I pout. "Just as your husband is every woman's fantasy, the same goes for you with men. Don't tell me you didn't even try to seduce your husband once?" Sam looks shocked. "Don't you know the saying about using what you have to get what you want?"

"Is there an instruction manual on how to marry a Callahan man? Preferably one that doesn't end with me killing him in his sleep." "No, but that'd be a fantastic idea. Look, okay, this is so weird, but we all pretty much have some version of your story. I think it might be an extremely specific fetish with these guys." "What is a fetish?" "Marriage! I mean, making a contract marriage. Then turning it real through sheer force of sexy will." I hesitate, some of my anger disappearing. "That happened to you?" "Yep. And to Ash, and to Dara. I'm betting Finn did it first then all the guys got together and were like, yo, bro, you can totally get chicks to wife up if you pretend it's fake at first t

One exagerated sweet voice cooed. "Oh I would do anything to get in bed with all three of the De Santi men servicing me with their cocks, with Luca being the first." A second voice added. I didn't expect the swell of jealousy that slithered onto the surface as I stood there in my stall. I turned the knob, not wanting to hear more, and at the same time, show that i was there, but stopped when a different voice spoke. "You girls are just something else. He is married. Take your pick from the single ones." this one sounded a bit bored, like she wasn't into the conversation.

“I was confused and pissed. Then I saw a Seer, and I was told that Irene is being played by a Siren.” I blinked. “A siren?” I asked. “Like a mermaid?” He shook his head. “No… like Chuck.” I tilted my head at him. “I didn’t think Sirens existed, and I thought they were lime mermaids,” I admitted. “Those types of Sirens are fairytales,” he explained. “But real sirens can be male or female… and anything in between. They don’t have to sing to get people attached to them. But they can make anyone think they are fated mates. They can make you so drawn to them that you can’t breathe without them. They take everything and anything they want from you, and when they break your heart, it’s like your en

The married one's were always better to use, because they had more money to give and they always fell prey eventually. Why, you ask? Think about it --- same boring routine everyday. Work, kids, husband, same bed, same body to touch . . . This goes on, until they're almost ready to pull their hair out of their scalp. . . Until something new comes along, and voila . . . They fall for the excitement of someone new, someone different. They always do! And I knew this one would fall too. No woman could resist me, my charm -- that invisible charm that no one knew about.

They usually brought along male secretaries or their wives. “I’m already married. Who knows… being married is still risky.” Serenity chuckled. “Being married is even riskier. You’re mature, steady, and successful in your career. Many young women are fond of charming men like you. They’ll meddle with other people’s marriages on the pretext of pursuing true love.”