Seduction Line Novels & Stories

They are not wrong, anyway. I looked at myself in the mirror. A lady wearing a dress with no make up on. Just bare... Me. Who am I to even meet the eyes of the Alpha? When I came back, I made sure to hide in the shadows, so no one would try to look at a maid. So no one would be interested in me even though I know I'm not interesting. The music swelled around me as the alpha walked and dance with every girl and each of them seemed to have forgot breathing once they made contact with him. Polite, yes. But distant, cold, and not a glimpse of smile was seen from him.

No visible marks of submission. Yet something in her gaze whispered surrender. Selene raised her hand. “Liane,” she said. “Strip.” The girl didn’t hesitate. She removed the coat and let it drop. Underneath, she wore nothing. Her breasts were soft but high. Her stomach taut. Between her thighs, a black plug glistened like a promise. Gabriel sucked in a breath. Mistress walked behind Liane and wrapped a hand around her throat. “She came to me willingly,” Selene purred, looking at her boys. “Begged to be taken. To be remade. Just like you once did.”

He knows exactly how to drive her to the edge, then pull her back for the delicious fall. She watches, a slow, knowing smile touching her lips, as he tears open a condom packet. Her gaze tracks the deliberate journey of his hand, rolling the latex slowly down the throbbing, engorged length of him. Her core clenches in hungry anticipation, a deep ache demanding to be filled. Celeste places one hand on his shoulder, her fingers digging slightly into his warm skin, and her other hand presses flat against the cool marble, bracing herself. She steadies for the weight, for the glorious, inevitable press of him, for what comes next.

There were so many beautiful women that it was almost overwhelming. "These grayed-out ones are already taken. Pick any of the others," Aaron pointed to the partially grayed-out videos on the screen. I scanned the screen and finally settled on one that looked like the epitome of a young and innocent beauty. "That one!" "Good choice—I was actually thinking about choosing her myself. But since you picked her, she's all yours," Aaron said as he took out a card and operated a machine in front of the big screen. "Tent number 66, go have fun, and remember to be safe," he told me.

asked Sheila with a frown. Megan put on her relationship expert hat and said convincingly, "No man can ever resist a woman's seduction. You'll only need to dress a little sexier. You know, like a miniskirt or black stockings or those dresses with a plunging neckline and then pretend to bend down to tie your shoelace or something… I can guarantee that Severin will be all over you in a second."

" Wait. Seducing. When did I do that? Lily take her down to the garbage can. Do that now. "Seduce? Do you even know the meaning of seducing? Well I doubt that. To me at first you looked pretty smart but now I can't say that. I lack words to describe a myopic person. Baby that's not called seducing that's called decent talking." I was about to leave then I again remembered something. I took some steps back and stood in front of her again. "And talking about seducing. Sitting on the couch leaning against a man with hands roaming all over his chest that's called seducing." Well yes this was the position she was sitting, leaning against Jason.

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

He pulled back. I opened my eyes. He was smirking. That bastard was smirking. "What....." I cleared my throat. "What are we practicing?" "Verbal seduction. How to make someone want you without saying a single explicit word." He leaned back in his chair, completely at ease while I was over here trying not to hyperventilate. "The way you move. The way you look at someone. The way you touch them. It all tells a story." "Okay."

My body was burning for his touch. I approached him with a seductive smile, my eyes fixed on him. I leaned in close and whispered in his ear, my breath hot against his skin. My hand trailed down his chest, teasingly, as I spoke in a low, sultry voice. He tried to resist, but found himself drawn in by my charms. As I continued to seduce him, he struggled to remain under my touch. "What do you want, Sabrina?" He asked coldly and threw my hand away. He growled and threatened me with his gaze.