Romans & histoires Seduction Of The Innocent Book

SEVENTH SEDUCTION Amech Sunday DIRTY MEETING ON A HEARTBREAK NIGHT. *NOTE: Every POV is Lilysaint’s voice, except where noted.* “I know what you want,” I said, breath ragged, fighting to hold my emotions in check, “but I’m going to let you have it.” It was driving me insane. I couldn’t hold back anymore. “What do I want?” The slim, tall man asked, his arm slung casually across my shoulders like he already owned the moment.

Welcome to Seduction: The Taste of Lust He was ruthless they said, a womanizer with a daring personality of hijacking everyone's life, one mistake, and my world was in his hands. Without realizing I gave him everything, my past, my future and my present was all in his favor as he silently made his move toward me, I was naive to believe him, foolish to get played by words, and fucking stupid to believe his actions, "trust me" he said then why am I regretting this.

” “I guess you’re right.” “You don’t have to guess, I’m always right with tips like this.” She smirked while I playfully rolled my eyes. “You can’t just make him yours by sitting like an old piece of sack. This time, you must read my seduction tips. I bet you didn’t even open the book?” she asked. “I actually did and only read a few of them, but now, I certainly will check them all out. If being the Luna will help me out then seducing him to get into his head would be a perfect opportunity to achieve what I want to achieve, right?”

So Proserpina moves on to the next row, then the next one, and the next one, on and on until she was literally kneeling like a child on the floor when she finally comes across a book third to the last on the bottom row in between a skinny book and leather bound one; the book was silver-gray, small and light in her hands and the cover seemed to have some sort of glossy material in it as it twinkled when she turned it here and there… ‘Kind of a child’s storybook,’ she noted. The book was almost as big as her palm and seemed to have pages as what one would expect from a novelette. She carefully opens it up to the first page–not wanting to have a repeat of another destroyed book because a destro

She didn't look up as the cliffs gave way to the open road. "What’s so gripping?" I asked. My voice sounded thin in the plush cabin. She didn't speak. She just flashed a wicked, crooked grin and tossed the heavy hardcover into my lap. I flipped it over. The Art of Seductive Persuasion, Vol. 5 by Luna Runa. I felt my nose twitch in a sneer. "You have a mate, Selene. This is overkill." She gave me a look so flat and judgmental I felt it in my marrow.

Then he pushed the trouser down, freeing himself. My breath caught hard as I saw him. Thick, long, heavy as his hand wrapped around him. The sight alone made my stomach twist. He stroked himself once so lazily with his eyes never leaving mine, as if watching every flicker of shock across my face aroused him even more. I swallowed, unable to look away. He was big. The thought of him inside me made my thighs tense. Isaac’s smirk deepened. “So fucking innocent, huh?” he murmured, sliding his thumb over the tip before releasing himself.

‘I’ve tried Relax and Energise. ‘So no market research on Seduction?’ ‘Yes, just not—personal research.’ There was a long, pulsing silence and then he put the candle down and leaned his hips on the desk, the movement of his trousers revealing expensive polished shoes. ‘Let me tell you something about seduction, Sophia.’ His voice was more seductive than a thousand scented candles. ‘To you it’s just a word, but it’s so much more than that. Seduction is about tempting, enticing and persuading until you’ve driven someone mad with need. Yes, scent is important, but not the artificial scent of a candle—it’s the individual scent of the person you’re with, and it’s not just scent but scent combined

Instinctively she moved closer to him, opening her mouth beneath his, responding joyously and passionately to his kiss, naively believing that despite everything that had happened he must care for her after all; he couldn’t be kissing her like this and not do so, could he? Innocently she pressed her body even closer to his, shivering in ecstatic pleasure as she felt her own response to his nearness. Beneath Luca's shirt, her breasts swelled and hardened; blissfully she anticipated Ran touching them, caressing them. ‘Roth.’ His name was a soft plea whispered against his lips, her tongue-tip delicately touching them, exploring, tasting. She could feel him shuddering against her and, greatly da

My body betrays me and lets him in. I'm tasting him. It's delicious. That's the word I can use to describe his mouth. It's like we're both struggling to devour the other faster. Then I win, I think. I lower my back to the ground, knees on the floor and undo the rest of his belt. This will be great for Never Have I Ever. I'm sure by now my conscience is dead since it doesn't bother reminding me how wrong this is. I don't wait for revival, I steady one hand on his thigh, the other on the base of his cock then slowly wrap my lips around the head.

She opened it to find a tall, scarred man with a permanent scowl. “Work starts now,” he barked, thrusting a thick book into her hands. She barely caught it, its weight nearly knocking her off balance. The words Rule Book were stamped in bold letters on the cover. “You’ve got one job,” the man growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Follow the rules. And don’t make me regret letting you live.” Wren’s grip tightened on the book as the door slammed shut. She swallowed the bile rising in her throat. This wasn’t survival. This was a game. And if she wanted to win, she’d have to play by their rules… until she could rewrite them.