Sweet Temptation Cora Reilly Novels & Stories

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

"Your limits? If you had any, then who is Natalie and Selena's father? If you had limits, would you be going to a hot spring resort with a fraud like Warren and have his fish displayed in our house? "If you had limits, would you have just pretended not to know anything about Nonagon Chemicals? And what about everything else you've done behind my back that I still don't know about? Do you even dare to tell me the truth? Your so-called limits are just a complete joke." When Joseph hung up, his emotions were still running high. Even his hand holding his cigarette trembled. The more he thought about it, the more he questioned the kind of woman Cora was. To him, she seemed like a devil. She was a

He queried immediately. "I see you're in a bad mood. Who ruined your mood sweetie? Don't worry, I'll cheer you up." She flashed her seductive smile which was rather ugly to Ashton, dropping her bag on his table and trying to touch his body. Ashton wasn't stupid, he knew what she was up to. However, she didn't know that each time she tries to seduce him, she ended up making him detest her more. "No. I was actually in a great mood until you show up. Now can you please leave while I'm asking kindly? Or would you rather have security throw you out?!" He yelled and Cora pouted as though she'd cry.

Was it possible that she became more beautiful? Cornelia’s chest heaved as she blinked to focus her vision only to see James licking a see-through slimy substance that stretched between his fingers. Did that come from her? How embarrassing. James smiled wickedly. "You are delicious, Cora." He regretted using his fingers instead of his tongue. Next time. He never went down on a woman before, but he was confident that it will be good for both of them because she tasted of sweet wild berries, his favorite, and he would lick her until she collapses from orgasms.

“Come to the cabin. Get warm. Get some food in the girl. Then we’ll talk about what you’re really running from, and who that word was for.” My breath caught. “What word?” “The one your fella flashed on the screen. ‘Swan.’ Saw it through my spotting scope. Good glass.” She turned and started walking down the road, not looking back, confident we would follow. We had no choice. The cabin was small, weathered, and utterly real. It smelled of woodsmoke, kerosene, and coffee. Cora busied herself making toast and opening a can of soup on a propane stove. She gave Keila a blanket and a curious, hand-carved wooden bear to hold. The normalcy of it was disorienting.

I licked the corner of my lips making his trophy twitch. "You're a temptation, you know that?" he could hardly speak. "You need some spanking, señorita!" before I could say anything, he already carried me to the table and spread my legs on the edge. Okay, that's it, Amy Leah! I uttered inwardly. Now, it's time! Before Desmond could kiss me again, I pushed him hard. "What the heck?!" he groaned in protest and annoyed at my sneer. His hard-rock manhood was still in full erect.

*** Silas’s POV The moment the door clicked shut and the scent of Cora’s vanilla and jasmine began to fade from the hallway, I felt the air in the room shift. For five years, I had lived in a world that smelled of nothing but cold stone and Elara’s artificial, cloying florals. But now, the suite was saturated with *her*. The real Cora. Now that she was no longer masking her scent with that wretched liquid silver she’d used in the human world, her true essence was back. It was the scent I had hunted for in my dreams—warm, sweet, and intoxicating. I had woken up in a fevered hurry just to get to this room, just to stand in her presence and make sure she was real. That she was here. With me.

Cora replied with lackluster. She arrived home yesterday feeling on top of the world. The new branch of Sweet & savory that she came to New York to open was progressing smoothly, all foreseen problem that she thought she might encounter was easily dealt with without any glitch. Life was great and she was happy. She relaxed in her favorite chair with a flute of champagne in hand hoping to enjoy the rest of her evening before finally retiring to bed but her hopes were dashed when a piece of news she saw on the entertainment news channel threatened to bring to a premature end all her hard work for the past four months

A sadistic smirk adorned her lips with her thin tongue flickered out. "Well well well...isn't this quite a surprisssssse," Cora darkly hissed. -END-