Tempt Book Novels & Stories

Teyana sucks his dick, as he was about to cum in her mouth. Noticing his absentmindedness, Teyana seductively rubbed her chest region pulling the hair behind her ear while she faked a cough. “Mmm ... .mmm” Neil was brought out of his lost state. A bit embarrassed by the situation,his manager asked if he was alright,he nodded his head like a lizard trying to keep his cool. “Am good with the terms you’ve stated” Cee blurted. Other business associates were a bit stunned by his quick agreement to the proposal,it was so unlike him that would usually request for weeks or even months before accepting a contract.

He guides me through the door of the club, and the low murmur of conversation and the warm scrape of a stand-up bass hits us immediately. We find a corner table, small and tucked away, and he pulls the chair out for me. I sit, listening to the band, which is in the middle of a fast number, the trumpet taking the melody over the brush of drums. Ace signals the waitress and orders two whiskeys, neat. A few moments later, the drinks are set in front of us. I lift my glass and take a sip of the deliciously expensive bourbon.

When I saw how she lowered herself down with her tooshie all shot out, I decided to handle this situation before it escalates to something else. Grabbing my textbook, I got to my feet, walking towards Miss Cleavages. My eyes stylishly glancing at her every movement, watching how she crossed her legs form behind, leaning more on the desk. The moment I got closer to her, I inserted my left leg in between her legs which she had tangled from behind, and gave a strong pull. "Oh my goodness!" I faked out my cry. And that's when Miss Cleavages screamed out, falling to the ground with her boobs hitting the edge of the table.

It was a spark she hadn’t felt in years, a reminder that despite everything, she was still alive, still capable of feeling. With a steadying breath, Claire moved forward, her mind already racing with thoughts of the session ahead. She knew that the journey she was about to embark on with Aiden would be one of discovery—of both his soul and her own. For in the whispers of temptation, she knew that she would find the answers she sought, and perhaps, just perhaps, discover the fulfillment she had been yearning for all along. The title, Whispers of Temptation, encapsulates the subtle yet powerful allure that beckons the characters into the depths of their desires. Like a faint murmur carried on

he said quietly. I found a small notebook at the bottom of the box. I opened it. The handwriting was neat. Slanted. Almost childish. “ Gabriella needs a mother who understands her life. Not someone pretending to understand how the household works. She doesn’t love him. She just wants the life. I see through her. A con artist, that’s who she is . I’ll fix it. Soon. He’ll thank me later. They’ll all thank me once that bitch is gone.”

Speaking of the book. She looks at the clock in the bathroom. It’s still early, and being a Saturday, no one is up yet. But feeling wide awake now, Candace decides on a bath. Pulling off her boy shorts and chemise, she grabs the bottle of Entice. It’s strange, but while ready the book the girl became so entranced by it that when she finally came out of her stupor she found that she held the same bottle that was in every single one of the stories.

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But Colton was already there—shirtless. Shirtless. Her breath hitched. He leaned against the counter, sipping something dark from a tumbler. Probably bourbon. Probably dangerous. “You did good with Emma,” he said casually, as if his body wasn’t a walking sex ad. “Thanks.” Kendra’s voice betrayed her. Breathier than she wanted. “She’s sweet.”

She was sucking on his balls like she was sucking on her favorite candy. "Ahh! Fuck, Señorita!" Bernard grunted once more before finally letting it out, his juice exploding in her hair. He let go of her hair and breathed before leaning back on the sofa, his eyes closed. She used her fingers to trace the semen on her hair before sucking it one by one. She even moaned after tasting Bernard's sperm. Monette sat on the floor, not caring how filthy it was, when Bernard still couldn't recover. She has a plan in mind. She wanted to try something she'd never done before.

I brushed off my thoughts and went scanning other books. But before I did, I look on my surroundings. There are a few students who were reading just like me. They are also wearing casual clothes for the meantime. No way, I'm going to stay here alone. Who knows ghosts or that shapeshifter might popped out here? I sighed out of relief and went back reading. "The History of our World," I read the title written in the ash gray book cover. This is the World of Tempest. It is once a dark turbulent, stormy continent everyone might see.