Seduction Short Novels & Stories

“Yeah…we’re not getting divorced. No way in hell.” Now I know he mumbled something. I just didn't register the words at the time. I was too busy enjoying the taste of his mouth. He tasted of a combination of liquorice, mint and strangely delicious cucumber - a weird combination. But it worked for him. Damn, did it work. His hand sled futher down my body, feeling every inch of me and it grabbed my ass cheek in a firm grip.

And in one fearless move, she slid off her black dress, exposing her white skin to him. He watched her, not saying a thing. Damn, he loved how he went to her in the first place, and how she did not withdraw from him when he made that move in the bathroom. "Come on," her voice revived him. He beamed and sauntered to the bed where she sat like a divinity. Even half naked, her figure was seducing: the exact kind of woman he wanted in his life. For himself. But this woman might have a man and wanted just pleasure for the night. Fuck it! He didn't care, he would fuck her for the night, and let her be from the next morning.

" 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.

I asked him in a seductive tone. “I…” he hovered over me. “I want to f*ck you so hard…so hard until you cry out of pleasure.”

My breath shudders as I try not to give into his seduction. He reaches out, touching my leg under the water, the feeling so real I gasp. "Do you remember how my touch used to make you feel?" A burning need rears up within me, to grab him and pull him toward me. Fight the urge, knowing this isn't real, knowing that I can kiss him in this moment and I will wake tomorrow feeling nothing but regret. "Admit it to me, that you still want me," Marek continues, the firmness in his voice enough to convince me to admit it, to believe it.

A tall glass quickly sloshed to be filled with lemonade and landed with a thud in front of him. He looked up, glaring at Sarah before snatching the glass and taking a sip out of it. This has been a routine for Sarah. She would always be prepared with a big jug of lemonade on most Sunday mornings because all of them would be having a terrible hangover and had developed a recent habit of cocooning somewhere in her house. “Seduction is not only limited to women. A man can entice a woman too” his sharp gaze drilled into her eyes, mumbling teasing words. Cold air swept through her body as she stiffened her back with eyes flustering on the tabletop.

‘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

With Jean or any man it was always much easier to deal with, because it's just satisfying the simple human being: attraction, hard-on, and most importantly an instant need for pleasure. Adam Arnault doesn't. It is not just attraction or horniness that he desires. It is a race, where the way is much more important than the finish. He is in no hurry, though he doesn't fail to show his intense interest. He puts me on hold, with my expectations always left unfulfilled, as well as his requests that have not been met by me so far. It is literally me having to drag a rock for him to do so as well. So I need to give the CEO a response to match his expectations, and to do this, it is no longer enough

Seduced. The elevator opened into a room lit in dim amber tones. Velvet walls. A faint hint of cinnamon and sex in the air. In the center, a woman in a silk robe sat behind a low glass desk, expression unreadable. “Sienna Thomas,” the woman said. “Strip.” Sienna blinked. “What?” “No names, no phones, no clothing. You will wear what we give you. Refusal terminates the contract.” Sienna didn’t remember signing a contract—but her heartbeat betrayed her. She wanted to know what was behind that next door. What the hell this was.

"and fuck." "Are you seducing me?" Adom whispered back, breath ghosting over Ash neck. "Yeah, is it working?" "It is," "What are you going to do?" "Fuck you hard when we get home, Ash" l+l Everything was so fast, as soon as Adom and Ash were inside their condo, it was like everything was faster than the flash - Adom's lips were sliding over Ash, his long fingers sinking beneath Ash's clothing, across his flesh, dragging down his back when Ash rolled his hips just right. The room was too hot, and due to their clothing, they were covered by sweat but neither of them cared.