Seductive Stare Novels & Stories

Why did it feel like he was staring straight into my soul? If he kept staring at me like that much longer… I might actually melt. ******************* Raze’s POV Finally, my mate did something so dangerously tempting, it almost broke me. She looked utterly delicious, staring at me with those siren-like eyes. I felt the tension tighten low in my abdomen. Every nerve in me was screaming to touch her. She trailed her hand down her thigh, flashing a seductive smile that only stoked the fire inside me.

Should I keep staring? In all my life, I have never been this vulnerable, I have never had a problem to seduce a woman, truth be told, I never had to. But I won't spend another minute wishing or wondering what it feels like with her. My lips smashed against hers, and she hungrily shoved hers back on mines, her mouth opened and our tongues battled back and forth, both trying to pin the other, No this isn't it, so I stopped, stared in her eyes. Slowly I began to trail kisses from her lips to her neck and delicate breast, I sucked on her hard nipples, looking up at her, meeting her gaze now and then. Using my other hand I shifted her thong aside massaging her clit with my thumb in circular moti

Leander interrupted my internal musing and captured my full attention when he released our joined fingers and reached over his shoulder to exchange his grip on the blanket to his other hand, turning to face me at the same time. I stared up at him, rendered immobile by the unspoken promises of pleasure and intent in his dark eyes. Liquid pools of violet and cerulean swirled together to create a color I couldn't quite identify. The vibrancy of his stare was potent, a tangible lover's caress on my skin. Seductive Confident Deliberate Without a word, his free hand came up. Long fingers brushed the sensitive flesh of my neck before leisurely trailing to my shoulder. He gently pried the corner of

The kind of stare that could probably make a grown man confess to crimes he didn’t commit. He scanned the crowd, sweeping over everyone like he was mentally ranking them from “useful” to “irrelevant.” Then he saw her—Selene. And for a split second, something in his expression shifted. It wasn’t huge, barely even noticeable, but I caught it. That flicker of something possessive, something dangerous. Like he’d just spotted something that belonged to him and dared anyone to try and take it. No hesitation. No second-guessing. He was coming for her.

I savor their seductive aura, swaying my body in reflex and gesturing on them to come forward to me. It really seems they too are prepared for me, they knew I'd be here waiting for them. The three walk to him with glowing eyes overtaken with so much desire. Their aura pushes me into widening my legs, exposing my cunt. I bite my index finger in a seductive style, swaying on the bed with a sexy smile on my lips. They all fall on the bed. Alexandro caresses the side of my face while Augustine plays on my earlobes. Alexandro stops and fixes his eyes with mine.

He watched her silently for a long moment, and she tugged her shirt down again, drawing his gaze to her belly. Under the weight of his eyes, that scant inch of exposed flesh seemed outrageously intimate. She covered it instinctively with her hand. His hazel gaze dragged slowly up her body, lingering appreciatively at her breast. She stared back , fascinated by the stark, elegant planes and angles of his face. The flames of the campfires flickered and danced hypnotically in his eyes.

And it worked. I felt his eyes on me before I even looked his way. He stared with open hunger, the kind of gaze that undressed you without a touch. I adjusted my gown slightly, tugging it at the breast, a move so subtle it could have been innocent. But I knew what I was doing. His eyes darkened, and I could feel his breath quicken even from where I sat. His stare lingered on my curves, on the crimson of my lips, on the mystery of my silence. The lust in his gaze betrayed him, and then, as though he could no longer bear it, his voice reached me.

Mid-syllable, setting her glass down, her other hand resting loosely on her knee, she looked across the table: "You're staring again." Lennox smiled almost instantly. "No. I'm watching you." "And what's the difference?" "Staring is when you want to see someone as something they're not. Watching... is just seeing who's really there." Sloane didn't know what to say. A strange feeling curled in her stomach. Not from the pizza. More like... something she hadn't felt in a long time. Maybe surprise. Maybe... a spark of interest. Marcus refilled her glass.

"Why are you staring at him, Kira?" I turned to Sera and laughed softly. "Is it obvious? Is it too much?" She glared at me. "It’s so obvious. Sticky stare that seems like undressing him. Gross." I simultaneously ate a lot of rice straight away. Sticky stare? I was just inspecting him in that condition but they think that it’s a sticky stare? Oh, maybe that's what makes him really angry! Maybe he's feeling ... I'm harassing him with my stares. That's against his feminine side!

She held his gaze, afraid of his next move. Placing his palms firmly beside her head, he leaned in while his gaze roved over her features. He shamelessly drank her in, devouring every detail of her face. But it wasn't just admiration, it was possession. He was unraveling her with his stare. The intensity of it made her want to hide somewhere. But then his eyes dipped to her lips, bringing her heart to a momentary halt. His gaze lingered, darkening with something dangerous, something feral. She gulped before parting her trembling lips, "Si..."