Temptation Series Ella Frank Romane & Geschichten

The waiter asked Ella who looked up at him. “I’ll have a cup of coffee” She ordered and returned back to her phone screen, closing tabs on the Reeves family. She opened G****e and began searching for psychology jobs in and out of England. Ella was so drowned in her job search she didn’t see the waiter bringing her cup of coffee nor did she see Jana enter the restaurant. “Earth to Ellie?.” Jana said, snapping both her fingers in front of Ella’s face while taking her seat on the opposite side of Ella.

She would forever remain his Emilia and he, her dangerously tempting Matteo! He smiled, satisfied with her answer, and yanked the top out of her body, still holding her gaze. This was what he had been wanting to do since the moment he laid his eyes on her. His eyes dropped to her creamy skin and he trailed his fingers down her neck to cup her curvy, voluptuous breasts, feeling her taut nipples through the material of her lacy bra. His deft fingers found the clasp while his mouth clamped a sensitive spot on her neck, sucking to mark her. If he could, he would have marked her for life!

Based on their interactions, it seemed that this was the first time since they saw each other after a long time. “She behaved well, Mr. Calcifer,” an older woman said. She smiled at me. This must be Zara. The nanny. “But every now and then, she wanted to call you.” Her gaze shifted to me. “Welcome, Miss. Is there something you want to drink?” “N-No. No. I am fine. Thank you for offering.” “Have a seat, pumpkin.” I did and Liam sat between me and his dad. His eyes were trained at Jett-Jett who quite so much resembled her mother. She looked like a mini-version of Carmela and the result of my husband’s infidelity.

I gulped the whole time watching him do that. ‘Push him away…’ I could hear my own thoughts screaming at me, shouting to stop this stupidity, but my body was betraying me when I parted my legs even wider, exposing my undergarment after my dress lifted a little higher and Ezekiel licked that part he left his mark on. I felt uncomfortable when his other hand was about to reach for that part in between my legs and just before I could completely lose myself with temptation again, I pulled myself back and I hurriedly stood up.

Ria stammered, her voice trembling. “Does turning eighteen still make her a child? Do what I told you! Your sister will be in my bed, in my hands!” Marcus roared. He left her there, tied and bound, not even close to her release. He wanted time—time to look at Ella more closely. At that moment, Ella was burning with desire. She wanted to wash away her scent, to rinse off the shame and the fire that scene had left inside her. She whispered to herself, lost in thought.

He pleaded. “Okay.” She quickly undressed, leaving the high heels on as she reached his shaft and stroked it. He hugged her and sucked her nipples, he hungrily sucked her breasts like taking her bosom all into his mouth. She grabbed his hair. “RJ,” Her eyes become sleepy like she’s been hypnotized. His pheromones get stronger making her instantly wet. ************* Ella was eating by herself again in her big unit with two bedrooms. She kept the curtains down. Once she's done with her dinner, she cleans up and takes a bath. Then, she dried her hair off while she was watching television.

He gives William one last look before exiting the room. ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ Ella runs a fashion designing company called, ELLA'S LUXURY. Most of her clients are celebrities and her products are also sold outside the country. Although most of the money she uses in financing her business is her father's but she's also talented and knows very how the right designs to produce. She works very hard and most times end up overworking herself. Since her husband does not always there for her, she either drowns herself in alcohol or her job.

"How can we stop now? Wouldn't that make me seem incompetent?" I thought he was going to let me off the hook, but to my surprise, he lifted me up by my hips. "I remember you like strawberries, don't you?" Strawberries? A chill ran down my spine as I recalled a risqué scene I had written involving strawberries. The female protagonist was naked, blindfolded, and bound in the kitchen, her body covered in strawberries. The male protagonist patiently fed her the strawberries one by one. My God... how perverted was I to have come up with such a scenario?

Evans knew exactly how to drive me wild. "I'm close," I gasped desperately. "You are not allowed to cum." Evans pulled away, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I want to make you beg for it," he whispered, his fingers teasingly trailing down my body. I shivered with anticipation, knowing that he was going to take me to the edge and back again before finally letting me release. I squirmed beneath him, craving release but also enjoying the torment. He flipped me over onto my stomach.

Elion interrupted, his voice sharp. “No, that’s not true…” Ella’s voice quivered, tears welling in her eyes. Elion’s lips curled into a cruel smirk. “So you’re lying? Didn’t you just try to seduce him with a smile?” Ella’s anger flared. The room fell deathly silent, every heartbeat loud in her ears. She stepped closer to Elion, her eyes flashing with defiance, and smiled—a daring, fiery smile. “Now tell me, were you seduced by my smile just now?” Her tone was playful yet scolding, as if she were chastising a child.