Tempted Novels & Stories

I can feel that she's starting to give in to my temptations or maybe she already did. "Yeah, you got it right, mate. Do you want to taste my cum again? Don't you miss the taste of my semen?" I asked Freya and I heard her swearing sharply as if her mind and heart were arguing. It was as if her heart want to give in to temptation but her mind is stopping her.

He fell head over heels for her. She was his dangerous temptation, she made him bend and beg to her will, and she was able to make him fall. But he pulled the trigger.

I swallowed hard, feeling my mouth water with excitement. It doesn’t escape Aaron “Oh.” He grins wickedly, gesturing at his bulge “You want this?” He asks and I nod dazedly. "Come.” He tells me. I got off the bed in a hurry, kneeling before him. I look up at him, knowing exactly how I would look, lips parted, eyes wide with innocence mixed with lust.

“Not this early? If you’re not going to let me touch them, what’s the point of displaying them right in front of my eyes?” Klyde isn’t one to be distracted at work, but please… give him a break. He’d been working nonstop in the last few weeks. He hasn’t bedded a woman and indulged in earthly pleasures in a while. The sight of a ready meal served as a good distraction. Melissa moved closer to him and leaned on the side of his table. “What is it called? Enticement. Temptation. Allure. I’m trying to get you excited and wanting for more. Like what you see, don’t you?”

What am I going to do? Come on, sleep! Be a good girl. SLEEP. He is a hot enemy. We are here to ruin him not be ruined by him. The temptation knows no bound. There is a strange sensation down the throat. It feels so overwhelming that I fear I might wail and wake the whole mansion up. My insides throb in need. No... Will Ibhaan be accused of sexual assault if he rips me apart? Will it be wrong because I am compelling him? I wonder. I so want him. Not him! His thing down there! Yes, that long, hard, delicious thing down there. Ummmm…

“I don’t want anyone else looking at you and feeling the way I do right now.” “Yes? And how’s that?” “Hungry, out of control, the want is making my body burn. I can’t think.” “Oh.” “Yes.” Cass slid her hand higher, moved the flimsy piece of material covering her wetness aside, and slipped her finger into the wet heat. “Come onto my lap.” “I’ll make your tux dirty.” Olivia gasped as the finger inside her became two. “You do look so damned good in that tux.” “Fuck the tux, Liv.”

He whispered. She was wet, open, a welcoming warmth that hinted at the readiness of her body to receive him. He felt the temptation, the possibility of a smooth, eager entrance into her. But he tethered his immediate desires, choosing instead to invest time in the exploration of her body's secret languages. His lips embarked on a rhythmic journey from her earlobes, down to the tender regions of her neck, traveling to the sensitive boundaries of her clavicle and further down to the soft, inviting fullness of her breasts.

A wave of lust instantly washed over me, shooting to my cock and I was tempted to see beyond those thighs, and maybe even do something beyond seeing. Like a friend who called on his peers to feast with him, beads of perspiration suddenly gathered on my face as I stretched my hand tentatively, contemplating whether I should lift her gown up further or not. My thumb and index finger finally had the hem of her gown in between them, softly, yet firm enough for a lift. But I closed my eyes in hesitation. This is it. A temptation. The point where a small action can change everything and make my life crash. This is my PA for crying out loud. Clearly, what I feel for

The room suddenly felt too hot as their scents filled my nostrils, making my cock twitch uncontrollably. They looked at each other—their eyes saying things they clearly didn’t want to say aloud and their expressions were a mixture of fear, curiosity, temptation and something darker. “If… if we agree… what happens now?” Vivian asked me with a hesitant voice. I stepped between them, close enough for their perfume to surround me. “Now? Now you become mine.”I murmured, brushing a strand of hair from Camila's cheek Camila trembled while Vivian’s lips parted like she was inviting my touch.

By the time the city outside glittered like scattered stars, the line between control and desire had blurred beyond recognition. I stood behind her, close enough to feel her warmth, close enough to end it or begin something neither of us could escape. And in that moment, I knew: Ava Delos Reyes was no longer just my secretary. She was temptation given form. A challenge I intended to meet. A fire I would not walk away from. Because some desires, once awakened, refuse to be silenced. Because some women, once seen, cannot be resisted. And Ava Delos Reyes… Was the one temptation powerful enough to ruin me and I would let her.