Novel & Cerita Seducing The Godfather

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

She was still calm, while I was so angry I wanted to scream. I nodded and smiled, a mocking smile. "You're right. I did seduce him." Her eyebrows furrowed at my words. "I seduced Senorito Darius, and he was seduced by me. He wanted what happened because he was attracted to me." "That's not true. He was drunk!" "Even when you're drunk, you still know what you're doing. Sorry, but Senorito Darius enjoyed what we did. He was pretty loud about it, actually."

Once my vision comes back from seeing the stars dancing Sebastian removes his fingers from my clit and helps me to stand. My legs feel like jelly as I try to stand up properly but wobble in the process. “Baby girl, we just started. I hope you're ready for me.” Daddy says with dark desired eyes and a smirk that will make any woman wet in her panties. After hearing those words I get even wetter if that is possible. “Now you're going to sit on Daddy’s face so I can get my taste of you.” He whispers seductively in my ear and lays down on the bed.

After all, the weapon that killed me in my last life had not been that knife. I sat on the edge of the bed, hands resting neatly on my thighs. Then, I heard the lock turn. My heart slammed violently against my chest, but my face maintained the shy composure expected of a bride. “My bride.” The Godfather stepped inside and closed the door behind him. “Have you been waiting long?” “No,” I replied, standing up and forcing myself to look obedient. He walked toward me, his movements slow and elegant. The candlelight cast shifting shadows across his face, making his expression impossible to read.

I say. “I changed it the night I sat across from you in that hotel bar,” he says. “You were not what Divine described. You were not careless, greedy, or calculating. You were a woman in a bad marriage who found something real and was trying to hold it together with both hands.” Another pause. “And the estate fraud was sitting right there. Fourteen million. The same mechanism Michael used to destroy my father’s investment applied to his own brother.” “So you flipped it,” I say.

Forbidden Pleasures Twisted Guardian 14 Seduction of Sin That night, I made my decision. No more confusion. No more hiding behind guilt or fear. Leo had tried to set me free, but I didn’t want freedom. I wanted him my godfather, my guardian, my obsession. The man who had corrupted me so beautifully.

"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

" I turned around to find his expression shifting to mystery. His eyes narrowed at me and then to the glass I was holding. My heart was drumming against my chest as I slowly walked to him. He was a don for a reason. He had a sixth sense for danger. I just needed to make his mind foggy with lust, his weakness. Walking up to him, I offered him the glass. "It will help you to relax and enjoy the night even more", I said in as slurry a voice as possible. I could feel his Adam's apple bobbing, and at the same time I heard a sharp intake of breath coming through the comms. "Ahh", a soft gasp escaped my lips when all of a sudden he held my hand. "Are you trying to play with me?" He asked, crushing

He stared at her, his dark eyes scanning her flushed cheeks, her trembling lips, and the defensive way she held herself. "Fuck," Giovanni swore under his breath, the low, gravelly syllable filled with a sudden, violent rush of dark possessiveness. "You're a virgin." The realization hit his system like pure adrenaline, sending a wave of heat straight to his core. The thought that no other man had ever touched her, that her innocence had been preserved in this quiet American life while he was starving for her in Italy, drove his mafia instincts completely insane. It didn't push him away; it made the dark, predatory urge to claim her grow a thousand times stronger.

He just stared at me, admiring me in a way that made all the hairs on my body stand up. “God, Serenity. You’re not aware of how breathtaking you are, aren't you?” he asked, his voice low and husky as he licked his lower lip. “And you’re asking me to let you go? How can I do that if you’re seducing me like this?” “Seducing… What?” “Right.” He sighed, shaking his head, as if he had just lost his damn mind. “You’re not doing anything yet, but this is how you affect me.”