Novel & Cerita Tempting Heart

It was making it hard for me to focus with her sweet scent streaming into my nostrils. She too had her eyes falling on me constantly. Her arms wrapped across her chest, waiting. When I got the zipper unhooked, I found myself zipping it down slowly for Carla. "It's better now," I uttered, staring at her smooth back. My heart racing with desire, making me crave for her body. "Um, Thank you," Carla appreciated, still standing. My hand wanted to feel her body, but I had to resist, remembering my promise to Carla. I managed to hold it back, drawing away from her.

Praising and falling deeply with his ruthless temptation. “Run, little kitten.” He said in a low voice. “This is gonna be the last one and I am not allowing you the right to do it again.” He took a step closer to me and just when I thought he was gonna touch my cheek, his hand went to the back of my head and he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling me closer to him. “Oh, baby… you don't have any idea how much you owe me this time, yes?” “W-What are you saying?” I was breathing deeply, but not because I was nervous. Instead, I was catching air because of the excitement and thrilled that I was feeling while feeling his dark warmth.

I notice how she held her thighs together, she had to be dripping wet down there. Wet for me. I wanted to fuck her right there, Right now. But I couldn’t, if I did, that meant I won the bet. It was too early, I needed more of her, all of her. Having her body was one thing, I needed her heart as well. She was asking me to leave but her body was screaming for me to stay. She reaches for her shoulders and let her robe fall to the floor and I notice she painted her nails red. Red, the color of seduction.

"If the Syndicate thought I was still in contact with you, they would have finished what they started. I chose your life over my happiness." "And now?" Alessandro’s gaze dropped to her mouth, his breath hitching as he leaned closer. The anger in his eyes was being fought by something much more volatile—a hunger five years in the making. "Now you’re back. And you’ve brought the devil to my doorstep. Tell me, Caro... is this part of the plan? Tempting the man you broke so he’ll throw his life away for you?" "I’m not tempting you," she whispered, though she didn't pull away. She couldn't. The pull between them was like gravity—inevitable and crushing.

My voice came out smaller than I intended. "I know what I am." "She's right down the hall." "I know where she is." He reached out slowly and held my waist with a gentleness that was somehow more dangerous than anything forceful could have been. His fingers barely grazed my cheek and I felt it everywhere. "I want to be the one who pleasures you," he murmured. "And I will." "We can't do this," I whispered. "You can tessa." His hand had moved to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his, and his eyes in the dim light were dark.

I never look back, but his offer was very enticing the kind of enticing that you would not let go. “ do not keep me waiting then I know you want to. I know you want me to let you search yourself. Let me show you how.,” he whispers through the thick wooden barricades. “ let me show you how lonely you’ve been let me take away the loneliness you feel just let me,” he whispers one more. If temptation is what they teaches then this is the exact temptation I had made the exact one written in the Bible, the exact one that you cannot walk away from.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

Yeah, it definitely wasn't. But I couldn't help myself. Not when her lips were so soft they reminded me of silk. Not when her body was so hot it reminded me of lava. Not when her tongue was so sweet it reminded me of candy apples. And definitely not when it felt as if she had fallen out of my deepest dreams. No. I couldn't help myself because she was my temptress. She was put on this Earth to test my very being by bending my principles and molding my heart to fit hers.

'so tempting' I shook my head and stepped back. 'No Zaheer! You can't!' I reminded myself. 'But it is my only chance. Maybe she wouldn't know. What if I never get a chance like this again?' My temptation took over me and slowly, very carefully leaned towards her. My heart racing. I was just cms away from her lips, feeling her breath on my lips, and was just about to caress her plum lips with mine......her eyes opened. I froze like a rock. Sania's POV,

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.