Novel & Cerita Seducing My Wife Novel

Two days later Kirsten Herrington POV My sister’s wedding reception was a complete bust. I spent most of the day texting plane girl. She kept texting me facts and I kept trying to find it. I finally found her book two days ago. its really romance and no one has died yet, but I kept on it. It was about a couple meeting in a club they had sex, like really steamy sex. God the way she described it, I couldn’t help myself. I was half chub at the thought of doing that with her. she’s very descriptive and almost leaves nothing to the imagination.

Even if that marriage was in a fictitious book. It was a marriage because I started to take it seriously. Why did I take it seriously when I knew that it was fiction? My answer is that I am dumb -- only sometimes. And he was sexy. It's hard not to have feelings for a sexy unfeeling man if one shares the room and the bed. So, I tried to seduce him, but it didn't work out. When we would nearly reach that point, then he would leave me dry. So, I was an unhappy wife. Very unhappy.

My head was still pounding so I grabbed the coffee she prepared but her hands snap my hand away. “that’s not yours! Get your own damn coffee!” “Alright, since you already have called me a stupid oaf and I don’t remember anything, may I know why my wife is sending me death glares?” “You want to know why dear husband?” Opening her notebook, she furiously wrote “I’m actually writing it on my diary. First day as a married woman. Our wedding was blissful and happy. My husband promised to give me my wedding night after days of halting our sexual intercourse. I was excited to consummate our marriage when my dear husband fell asleep in the middle of his seduction. The worst part was I got locked out

I mean. I was glad we hit off on a great start and I wasn't going to be like all those husbands in cliche novels that would hate the wives that they were forced to marry as if the girls didn't want better things to do with their lives than being stuck with a stuck-up asshole for the rest of their lives. What? Can't a guy read novels. I took Selena to my penthouse and made sure she felt comfortable but unfortunately, I made her ears bleed with my constant pleading.

“Wait—is that white truffle?!” She grabbed the pasta plate like a child claiming a favorite toy. Nicholas smirked. “Special food for a special day. You can record everything, you know. Post it. Show the world you’re the beloved wife of Nicholas Anthony.” Rachel rolled her eyes. “You’re not going to say that a third time, right?” “I’m just trying to be a good husband,” he said with a casual shrug. “Then be a good one!” she retorted. Nicholas tilted his head, curious. “How? How does one become a good husband?”

His words, his gaze, his body, his deep voice and over all himself seducing me and hypnotizing me. “ Don't be shy, Wifey! We eventually have to consummate our marriage.” His sexy mouth curved into a smirk, pulling my attention towards those lips and I bit mine as the sudden urge to taste him overwhelmed me. I know it's my wolf who is having these crazy thoughts because I will never desire this man. “ Stop lying to us both, Felza!” My wolf growled, making me wince in embarrassment and shame. I turned my attention from this beautifully ugly man who is now my husband.

He was clearly a master player, and neither of them had been able to escape his net. I swallowed hard as I reached the kitchen, my cheek still hurting from the slap from earlier. I had already been through worse, but it hurt more than I had expected. I had thought that pretending to be a maid would be easy work, but it had been nothing short of torturous since I began. It was difficult to spend the entire day watching my husband flirt and chat with women who were better looking and richer than me. It felt like he preferred them to me, but that wasn't what he said at night. They were better than me at everything, and although Alexander assured me that nothing was going on between him and his

I had been delusional to ever think he would like me yet my hands never lifted from his shoulders, his skin hot under my touch. A finger touched my chin and my face was pushed up slowly until he and I were eye to eye. I held my breath as he pinched my chin. We were so close it would only take one move for him to take my lips on his. “I do not want you crying over this.” If not still traumatized I would have chuckled. Funny for him to say, he was not the one who got shitted over a few hours ago. “You are my wife.” A wife he hated. A wife that disgusted him. A wife he didn’t want. Just thinking of that made me uncomfortable being so near to him. His skin was probably crawling just being near m

“She is ours already and so is her father’s seaport. That is the reason for all of these, remember?” I sighed, nodding at his explanation. It would seem I was forgetting the reason for this marriage and because of her? “Do not tell me you have taken a liking to my wife, dear brother” He winked. “It is nothing of that sort, Declan. I prefer my women well versed in the art of sex and she does not look like she can take me… Now if you would excuse me, I have a lot of work to do” I muttered. “Then you would not mind me meeting up with Ana tonight. I do not think I am quite ready to bed my new wife. Like you said, I do not think she can take me either but she will learn”

Last night, he was worried that his wife will soon be bored with him since she was always the active one in bed so he secretly watched the videos Ronald sent to him before their wedding. " I am worried that your wife will soon get tired of you if you don't spice things up in bed." Those were Ronald's words. Although at first he cussed Ronald for sending such immortal stuff to him, last night, he decided to learn and give his wife an unforgettable honeymoon. " Did you like it?" Dimitri asked, his cock still inside his wife's cunt. Did she like it? Ofcourse, she just didn't like it, she loved it. She was never a conservative woman and liked to explore when it comes to sex. However, she had not