Subliminal Seduction Book Novels & Stories

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

The subtle movement was a silent acknowledgment, a sign that she welcomed his affection. The library's silence enveloped them; the only sound was the soft rustle of pages and keyboard clicks. Sebastian's hand continued its gentle exploration, his fingers dancing across Adeline's skin. Adeline's eyes widened, her gaze snapping to Sebastian's face. She was amazed, her pencil hovering above her notes. His fingers traced sensual patterns on her inner thigh, sending shivers down her spine. For once, Sebastian was initiating the seduction, and Adeline's surprise turned to delight. Usually, she was the one teasing him, pushing boundaries.

They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other. He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

I turn and look at him. He smiles and stays quiet, it clearly states Seductive Vibrations on the sign, yet this feels different, I remember the one we went to before. The windows were completely covered, no one can see in or out of them. Not here, I can make out the shapes, the movements, everything. You can clearly see the ones having sex, the ones bound all in front of the windows. "Come on, don't worry about what you can see kitty." He looks at me and turns the car off before getting out, me following closely behind him.

he asked, his voice low and inviting. "Just the two of us?" The room seemed to hold its breath as Samantha hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. Liam's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with anticipation, as he awaited her response. The air was thick with tension, the silence between them palpable, as Samantha weighed her decision. As Samantha stood there, her heart racing with anticipation, Liam's eyes seemed to bore into her soul. The air was electric with tension, the silence between them crackling with unspoken emotions.

I tried to act calm, but my shaky voice betrayed how nervous I really was. She smiled gently, her big eyes seeming to speak without words. "What a coincidence - it's my first time here too." She placed my hand on her thigh, guiding it gently over her black stockings. My throat kept rolling, my eyes fixed on her leg, completely unable to focus on what she was saying. Next, without her guidance, I reached out and squeezed her thigh. She looked at me and let me caress her leg. My heart began to fasten gradually. Before long, I was no longer satisfied with just touching her black stockings; my movements intensified.

If there was anything he loved about shaxxy was the way she gets wet for him and wants more. He kissed her thighs about to satisfy the sexual urge their body craved for. Central Cee's index finger went in and out of her pussy as he gently rubbed her clits. “Ah…ummm” she moaned softly, pleased with the movements his hands made inside of her. He pulled her pussy close to his face ,rolled his tongue inside her while he locked gaze with shaxxy who loved what sin he was doing to her. “Still smell so nice down here as always”

“Could you just open the door so I can leave? I don’t want to see you naked. That’s sexual harassment.” “That’s rich coming from someone standing in only her panties and bra,” he fired back. In my rush to leave, I’d completely forgotten that I was holding my clothes instead of wearing them. I hastily put them on, but while buttoning my shirt, I noticed a diamond ring gleaming on my finger. A scream tore from my throat as I tried to pull it off. “Why is this with me? Don’t tell me I stole it while drunk!” I felt his presence behind me before I turned. And no, he wasn’t intimidating because of his size. It was his beauty that scared me. The longer I looked into his eyes, the more I felt drawn

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

Then he pulled one free and slid it toward me. Claimed. The title alone was a promise. The cover? Absolutely filthy—some poor wrecked woman and a man’s hand clamped around her throat in the most possessive, delicious way. My eyebrows lifted. "Subtle." Cameron’s grin was pure sin. "You love it." I opened the book slowly, fingertips trailing across the pages like I already knew what was waiting. And there it was. Tucked inside like a secret meant only for me. A black envelope.