Tempting Heart Novels & Stories

Tina pushed her bottom lip out in a pout, crossing her arms over her chest as she paused in the opening to Skylar's cubicle and watched as Skylar sat down and wiggled the mouse to wake her computer screen. Skylar ignored Tina's pout and opened the available placements memo from that morning. Mostly more accounting firms, law offices, and a couple big companies looking for mailroom temps. Skylar stopped scrolling and clicked on one of the placements. She knew it must be the one Tina was talking about because she heard an excited squeak behind her. Banscroft Empires. Looking for a temp placement for CEO James Banscroft's personal secretary. Skylar quickly clicked apply and said a quick prayer

he stammers, his gaze shifting between me and the temptress. I grab the remote, muting the TV, as I watch him fidget. “Oh, her?” I say casually, my lips quirking up in amusement. “I was feeling hungry for a midnight snack, but now I want to see if you can resist temptation.” "What temptation?" he asks, his voice cracking, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously.

My chest burned with more than heartache; it felt like my entire world was unraveling. He sighed—that heavy, ominous sigh I dreaded. It always preceded something devastating. "It's not a game, Aria. You should sign the papers and leave. I have no use for you anymore." The room grew heavy with silence, the cold seeping in like the rain outside. My heart shattered, fractures etching deep into my bones. Blood rushed to my ears, making my head light and woozy, as if I were trapped in a nightmare. Tracy wandered back in, tossing the pen at my feet. "Sign and get out of my son's house."

"It wasn't enough to humiliate me by telling me it was a mistake?" "That kiss was unbelievably amazing, you have no idea, Claire." He says, looking up at me from the ground through his lashes, leaving me disarmed by his admission and his boyish good looks. Don't be fooled again, he's the devil in the body of a smoking hot angel, sent here to tempt me. Must resist, at all costs.

Forgive me lord, I'm about to fall into temptation and I'm not ashamed, my pussy needs it. My body craves real touching, real care, and most of all, real fucking. I moan just from the thought, getting hot all of a sudden, I look myself in the mirror once more before going back to the living room to wait. The doorbell rings and I go to answer it. Silas, my temptation, is here already. He looks exactly like pure sin as I open the door, his arms are crossed and a smirk is on his face, he looks deliciously wrong…like what I know I shouldn't want but I need.

She felt unsettled. “ Anthony, don't you like me anymore, baby?” Celine continued seducing him. She placed her fingers on his mouth and traced the every line of his mouth. She was shameless even if she was a beauty. Anthony did not yield to her temptation. He pushed away her hands that was on his lips. “ Don't touch me with that filthy hand of yours. I don't like you and don't need you anymore. I have already a treasure that is most precious than you.” He used an idiom so that he will not get Danielle into danger. He looked at Danielle with a serious look.

"And now, for your pleasure and entertainment alone, I give you the Angel of Temptation that will have your hormones running helplessly wild. She's our club's main attraction and, undoubtedly, one of the most tantalizing women upon the face of the Earth! Hold your breaths before she takes them away, and try to keep your legs still even though you're bound to fail because when she dances, everything bows to Hannabelle's will!" announced The Red Rose's proprietor with the rough voice of one who had had too many drinks already.

She caught my gaze again, held it, and I understood the message hidden there. Just this once. I felt it too, a whisper shivering through my blood, like a secret sent directly from his heart. But that couldn't be right, because just this once with Carla was guaranteed to rip the heart from his chest. But this can't happen. But God, I really am fucking horny, and she must be too, because her hand delved deeper. I could see the outline of her fingers through thin, white fabric as she parted her own pussy lips. Her head fell back, exposing the long, elegant line of her neck as she moaned.

The forbidden fruit, someone who intrigued me, piqued my curiosity, a girl who made me want. "It's so much easier..." My gut clenched as I reached for her hand, my fingertips tingling with anticipation of caressing her skin. "... fighting for the bad." I envisioned myself take a step forward as my fingertips grazed her wrist, the erratic pulse giving way to her feelings, though she remained still, indifferent. "Giving into temptation..." I lifted her wrist to my lips and whispered hoarsely against her skin. "Don't you think?" The sound of clapping jolted me out of my vision, causing a near heart attack to take my short life.

Her left cheek turned red, and started to sting. “Are you his new plaything? How dare you show up here? Are you that good, huh?” she asked implying malicious things. “You look innocent and demure outside, but you are wild inside. I didn’t know that you like these kind of girls Lyon” she even looked at Lyon Hastings and laughed sarcastically. “No, you’re mistaken—”