Seductive Wife Novels & Stories

Days turned into months, still Adrian remained distant, controlled as always. To him, the marriage was nothing more than a family arrangement. He believed his wife was Alessia Vale, the spoiled, selfish heiress the world whispered about. Yet he couldn’t ignore the fact that the woman he married... she was different. Calm. Observant. Quietly intelligent.

He had seen it before, many years ago, in a man who wore a crown and called what he felt devotion. His father had looked at his mother that way. Not with tenderness. With need. The consuming kind, the kind that devoured the object it fixated on until the object chose annihilation over another year of being possessed. Aaron Ashbourne had forced the turn on his human wife because he could not accept that she would age, weaken, and leave him. He called it preservation. She called it a cage. She walked into the sunlight twenty years later and did not look back. Elias had killed his father for that.

However , she could also take one's life as an assassinator . Winter wasn't very cool . She was fucking hot . Fucking hot to make all the veins of my body alert when she was near . My heard pounds wildly when she was near . I can sense all new unknown emotions . She was my Petal . My baby fake wife ! . She was very innocent for having such a seductive body . Seductress was she . Since the day , when she entered in my life . I knew this wasn't meant to be easy . She was the same girl I kissed while she was drunk . Many nights I had wet dreams of her . I fantasize about her seductive honey coated voice moaning when I fucked her deepest . That mole in her chest . God was killing me with the p

I whispered in her ear, gliding my finger all around, eventually tracing the valley of her cleavage and lingering there. When I looked up into Elowen's reflection this time, I could see desire burning in her eyes, the kind of desire worthy of a lover, in this case, a lésbian lover. She fúcking wanted me. So, I continued to slide my finger around the exposed portion of her chest, my lips now kissing and nibbling her neck in the séxiest way possible, eliciting moans and shivers. I hadn't intended to, but I was now actively seducing the pretty straight wife of an arrogant coworker, and she was given over to it completely.

Flashes of how she resisted, ruled him, put him off played like she was watching it on Tv. Why did she lure him on now? Joining him as her hands found their way to his neck, promising to choke the life out of him if he dared to stop. I'd only she was stronger to push him away but she couldn't. She was starved. Her minds were at play. Lust definitely took control of HQ and it wasn't ready to give up power to rationale. To think that she thought she had it all. Up to now, she had been missing the last ingredient, but now she had it. Added to her spices, she was never going to let it go.

I feel like a hungry animal salivating and hungry for her. She's my wife. Can I do this? Can I own her tonight? I wanna try. I want to own her. I want to feel her naked softness against my body. I want to feel her against mine. I want to taste every inch of her. So damn much! Oh, f-ck! Licking my lips, I completely lifted her camisole. Oh what a seductive body. What a beautiful curves and she's mine. This woman is walking temptation. She's a temptress. My very own temptress.

I Seduced My Boss’s Elegant Wife Until She Became My Desperate Little Slut Three weeks of getting fucked senseless by Damien had turned me into a greedy little addict. His cock was incredible. Thick, relentless, and always leaving me leaking his cum on the drive home. But the more he used me, the more I craved something even more forbidden. I wanted to corrupt his perfect, ice-queen wife. Elena Harrington was everything I wasn’t. Elegant, poised, rich, and always so fucking composed. The kind of woman who wore silk robes and pearls while drinking morning coffee. The thought of turning her into a dripping, cheating mess made my pussy throb every time I saw her.

Her voice was thick with seduction, each word dripping with temptation. She inched closer, her body pressing against mine, her hand sliding lower until it slipped into my briefs. With a soft, teasing touch, she freed my cock, her delicate fingers stroking me expertly. In a breathy tone, she continued, "Let’s finish what we started, Daddy. You know how much my pussy craves your cock, don't you? Instead of killing me, why not make me your wife? We could be together forever, savoring each other’s bodies for as long as we live."

Larry already knew that she had a great figure but this was certainly the first time she had seduced him in this way. He reckoned his wife was seducing him. His eyes darkened and his arm reached out toward that button that looked as if it was going to burst. Unfastening the button was what he was most eager to do now. Seeing it hanging on like drove him crazy. She did not stop him but held his gaze with intense affection. That gentleness reminded him of a fairy that fell from the sky, that seduction on the other hand was like that of a soul-sucking demon.

It's getting late so his mind is to bring his wife to their house and bring her to his bed. He swallowed when he saw that his wife immediately took off her clothes leaving only her bra. He swallowed several times and his pants were tight. He released a few cheap ones because of his companion inside. He is getting hot with his wife who looks like Sleeping Beauty sleeping beside him. The living temptress, the innocent queen of seduction. Sweat is forming on the forehead of Mr. Shein while walking the way home to them. "Mr. Shein?" He turned to his wife and saw her looking at him while smiling.