Seductive Wife Novels & Stories

And hell if she did not see his ears turning red at her teasing. "I think your desires are on another league," Her raspy voice caused chaos in his heart. She could his member throbbing in her hand, it was burning hot. She smiled, satisfied. He effortlessly removed her her clothes with a fervent need in his gaze. His wife was a seductress, and the fact was not new to him. He pulled her closer to himself before pressing a heated kiss on her lips, his tongue slid inside the moment she gave access while his hand gently massaged her round breast before giving it a squeeze.

And the evidence that I'm just another fool who succumbed to the seduction of someone who only needs to reset power. Do I condemn him? Of course! But only because he hid that he was married. Also, where is his wife? For some reason, her imagination portrayed her as a slender, graceful brunette, with long hair, a seductive smile, probably somewhat similar to Viola, but many times better.

“Seriously? You’re using me so you can go out and fuck another guy?” I hear myself sigh, adjusting my shirt before straightening, painting a seduction smile onto my lips. “I’ll suck your cock?” His face screws up in disgust as he shakes his head. “This isn’t a transaction. You’re to be my wife.” I feel my expression fall. My tactic of seduction isn't going to get me what I want, and I can practically feel the gears in my mind shifting, deciding to default on an old tactic. “You’re a real loser, Vade. You’re a coward, you’re pathetic and you’re going to be a horrible husband," I growl.

Orly Lazy's fear ran straight to his brain, and he spoke out in shock. "I'm Ramma Aubrey's wife, if you dare to touch me, he won't leave you alone." She ran out of ways and could only pick up and grab what could save her life right now Everyone is a nun Ramma Aubrey, right? Augustus Devlin heard her say that his eyes flashed with interest, he found her so beautiful, so he wanted to "eat" unexpectedly, she happened to be the wife of the person he hated, which made him more interesting, speak up.

She already anticipated that Cypher Kurt, her husband will not be able to control himself and that he will kiss her without even asking for her consent - that’s the kind of man he is in the first place. She actually planned it all - she intentionally kissed Cypher’s bruise which is near his lips because it is part of her plan and that is to seduce the man. Well, again she is willing to do anything to be able to finally set her plans into motion, this is actually her first step in making sure that her revenge will be successful - That is to make sure that the man will fall in love with her and when he already did that is the time as well that she will crush his heart into pieces.

It was a threat to their fragile marriage, an unwelcome presence that left Christiana feeling inadequate and betrayed. But Helen, despite knowing the strain she caused, couldn't resist the allure of pleasing Tiger. She reveled in his attention, basking in the power she held over him. Her seductive charm masked the darkness within, the willingness to sow seeds of discord between a husband and wife. As Tiger approached Helen, a mix of excitement and guilt coursed through his veins. He knew that he was playing with fire, risking everything for a few moments of temporary pleasure. Yet, the pull of temptation was strong, the allure of escape from his troubled marriage too tantalizing to resist.

“Thank you, my friend. I feel very happy because now you are on the right side.” Rossalie also tried to smile after hearing Argo's words pretending to be in front of Edward. “Then, where is Tiffany now? Is my child's womb okay?” Argo and Rossalie immediately fell silent when they heard Edward's question just now. They were silent because they did not know what to answer. “Tiffany is resting at home. So you don't need to worry about your child's womb because she's fine.” Until finally Rossalie told a lie. “It's fine if it's like that. She must rest regularly so that my child's womb remains healthy and can be born normally. I can't wait for time to pass quickly. I no longer want to have this m

“I must say, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, well my name is Damian.” Amelia’s cheeks flushed slightly at his words, a hint of bashfulness mingling with the undeniable attraction in her eyes. “You’re too kind, Damian,” she replied, her voice soft and melodic. “It’s certainly been too long, I hearing such a beautiful and nice words from a man.” “Oh sweetie, don’t tell me, your husband doesn’t tell you, how beautiful you are.” Damian said “No, he doesn’t.” Amelia replied, while taking a bite of the slice of bread in her hands, still staring at Damian seductively, she kept chewing on the bread slowly and seductively, any one could tell all she wanted now was to fuck Damian her

After a moment, she called again, "Honey, the washing machine is broken. Can you take a look at it?" When I didn't respond right away, she came in, clearly annoyed. "Marcus Lomas. I've been calling for you. Why are you ignoring me?" My mind was still processing what had happened. I couldn't believe my wife had tried to kill me just to be with another man. Felicia noticed my dazed state and quickly put on a concerned expression, reaching out to feel my forehead. I recoiled from her touch, my body shaking. She didn't seem to mind though and handed me a toolkit and the same black-handled screwdriver from before.

I drop the fake whimpering instantly, my voice turning flat, venomous, and dangerously sharp. "You called me—your husband—to deliver a threat because of a glorified grease monkey? Is he really that good in bed, Violetta? Is that what this is? Has a few weeks in a cheap loft completely degraded your standards to the point where you're begging for a man who smells like exhaust fluid?" A sharp, audible breath hitches on her end of the line. I can practically feel the wave of disgust rolling through the phone, but before I can double down on the insult, her voice cuts back in, lower and deadlier than I have ever heard it in my entire life.