Temptation Ivy Smoak Novels & Stories

’ ‘I swear, I’ll kill you once I get hold of you! BRYCE WAS IN BIG TROUBLE AND HE KNEW IT. She wouldn't have been so angry if he had taken her permission and he knew he was at fault. The only way he could calm his sister and stop her from killing him was to purchase her favorite snack; Chestnut chocolate doubled with its cookies and a bottle of cherry wine. If that did not do the magic, then nothing would. Or so he believed. From the entrance of her house, he could feel the smoke fuming out of her nostrils while she stood at akimbo on her porch.

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The sermon I had prepared vanished. "Temptation is not a silent whisper," I began, my voice lower than usual. "It is a loud noise in a quiet room." I stared into space for a moment, my thoughts wandering. "It is the memory of a touch that makes the skin on your arms crawl even in the presence of the Holy Spirit. It is the scent of vanilla in a room full of incense." I gripped the edges of the wooden lectern until my knuckles turned white. The congregation was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Feeling her full, moist lips against mine sent me into a complete frenzy. I devour her mouth, pushing my tongue deep inside, tasting her sweetness, wanting more. I suck on her tongue, bite her lower lip, then the upper, and lose myself again in her delicious mouth. Carol Gómez had become my sweet temptation, and I was never going to let her go. I slide my hands down to her ass and lift her up. Without me asking, she wraps her legs around my hips. I step into the apartment with her in my arms and kick the door shut. I walk to the nearest wall and press her against it.

"Yeah, yeah, lets get a move on, the day's not going to be fresh forever." He walks to the expensive looking house as I tail him, not believing my eyes for even a second. He unlocks the smooth wooden doors to the great inside. The smell of vanilla and pine cones waft through the air and bright golden lights wink at me from the high ceiling. "Take a seat anywhere." There are two long crimson sofas in the middle of the room, pointed towards what I can assume is a Jacuzzi and above it a wide flat screen tv. I walk over to it and sit down, my mind not quite catching up with me yet. This is insane, this is completely insane. When is this going to be yanked right from under me and called a amazing

As he got closer to where she wanted him, he chuckled at her whimpers and pleas. "Please, take me already..." She panted as she begged for him to give her more. He looked up at her with a smirk before slowly leaning in until she felt his warm wet tongue against her lacy panties. She whimpered as he licked her clit through her panties. She squirmed as she let out quiet begs.

They’d tease me while they worked and I attempted to take notes. There are times where I feel like I could collapse from the pleasure but manage to play my smile and go about as if nothing was going on. Connor would glance at me every so often and smirk, before any warning the vibrator would pick up its pace and nearly bring me to my knees. I’ve come to the conclusion that he does that on purpose to try and get a reaction from me, making it difficult to keep my composure.

Her vibrator plugged into the wall beside her bathtub, she entered it. Eve let out a loud hum as she buried herself inside the water. She briefly submerged herself deeper down, resurfacing as her face dripped. Swinging her hands to the side, she picked up her glass of wine and took a sip. Eve smiled, savoring the taste. She soon emptied the glass, and went for a second round. As Eve closed her eyes, Seth's picture appeared. Letting out another comforting smile, she relaxed completely, placing her head backward, and parting her legs as she prepared for action.

He roared in joy as his orgasm burst forth, a creamy white river of semen surging into her already stretched and battered asshole. "Well, here, Rod. Give her this," said Smokes, the fourth biker, a thin man with bloodshot eyes, as he offered Rod a small pill. Rod shoved the pill down Emily's throat. She gagged on it, but Rod held her jaw closed until she managed to swallow. A strange warmth began to spread through her, dulling the edges of the pain. She felt herself drift away, as though she were floating above her own body, watching in horror as though she were watching someone else.

"I won't play matchmaker. I just really want you to find someone too. Someone you can be with, like the way I'm with Chris." "You don't have to do that. I'm fine like this," she lied through her teeth. **** Midnight cravings were crazy. They were like demons possessing their victims, making them lose all sense of logicality, till their thirst was fully satisfied, their hunger satiated. Only then, would they leave, watching their victims stare in awe at the empty wrappers of devouring destruction they had caused. Enemies of dieting. Those crazy spirits! Anyways, Ivy was possessed and she knew it, because why else would she be going through the kitchen, looking for chocolates at 2:07 am?