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Over and over. Thud. Thud. Thud. Each hit seemed to echo through the mansion, through me. “Yes! God, yes! Don’t stop!” Her voice rose higher, desperate now. And I could see it in my head without even trying, her on her back, bent over, riding him, him over her, taking whatever he wanted. And my body… betrayed me. Heat built between my thighs, shameful and unstoppable. My nipples ached under my thin sleep shirt. My breathing picked up.

I asked him in a seductive tone. “I…” he hovered over me. “I want to f*ck you so hard…so hard until you cry out of pleasure.”

“Where do you think you’re going?” “Damn, Alex, let me go!” He snarled despite his lack of strength when the man changed their positions. “No, baby, you’re mine tonight and you can do nothing about it.” A mischievous smile appeared on his lips and he swiftly caressed the young man’s chest to calm him down. Just like women’s, he also knew men’s weakness when it came to temptation. His chest heaved with the loud beat of his heart. Bits of electricity from Alexander’s warm palm ran through his every fiber. Even his breathing slowed down due to the novel stimulation.

A lustful eye draws their attention with its ash brown color as it calls out. “Finally, some calling.” Greeting, yet rather paying a frustration and a demand, the seductive ally is held at her words as a small, gentle, yet deadly rule descended from the void above and accompanied with the general in nature and every bit as once were into his own and past world. Their attention is taken as the little girl, yet only in appearance greeted, yet scolding in words the seducers impatient nature. “Impatient, aren’t we?” Earning a giggle as the seductive rule taps its head like a little girl that she appears to be, yet the most matured in all of them. The general in life, soul, and nature greeted.

He made her want to fling open every door, give him everything she had to give. His power was terrifying. but still she lay back on the tilted rock, breathless with excitement, and spread her legs for him without being asked. He ran his hands hungrily over her wet, steaming body until they closed over her vulva. She reached down, traping his hands. "I'm sore from last night," she murmured with a flash of uncertainty. "I'll be gentle," he assured her, coaxing her thighs wider And he was gentle, exquisitely gentle, but something had changed, and it took many delirious, writhing moments betore she could identify it. When he first seduced her, he had coaxed, persuaded, courted her. Now he was cl

When I thought I couldn't anymore, I picked ‘the art of seduction', I was actually too tired to read but I had nothing else to do while waiting for Lucius. I opened the book and started reading at first forcing myself but then I got lost in the story. It was a story about an undesirable woman who wanted to learn how to win the heart of the man she loved for a very long time and a very beautiful woman who could capture any man's heart with just a look. In this book, the beautiful woman teaches the undesirable one how to seduce a man completely, body, mind, heart and soul. “The art of seduction, hmm…” I almost fell off the chair when I heard Lucius' voice. I had been so into my reading I didn'

His emotionless Goddess just turned to a lethal seductress and he was helpless when it came to her. " Stroke him,slowly and lightly, apply pressure from time to time." She remembered another way to seduce a man and send him over the edge so she dived in to explore. She was excited with this new experience but damn it, she was loving every minute of it. She stroked him but not gently, she squeezed him not too tight but enough to send Justin jerking and arching his back. Amidst the pleasurable pain,he savoured the restrained sweetness of having his junior securely on her palm. It was painfully pleasurable and he was getting affected. His brain was now fogged with lust and pure desire. He imagi

And I knew well what the cost would be not to play along when needed. I leaned in, resting lightly against him, fingers tracing idle patterns along his skin. I’d been taught this long before power ever came into my hands. Seduction wasn’t about bodies. It was about ego. “You don’t hesitate,” he said. “Not with your plans. Not with people. So, I am curious about why you would be willing to have me of all people as your partner.”

Desperate, she hired the charismatic Professor Zephyr for private tutoring. Their first session in the university library annexe had started innocently enough. Zephyr arrived precisely on time, tall and lean, dark hair silvered at the temples. His cultured baritone wrapped around the words of “The Good-Morrow” as he guided her. “Good writes of awakening,” he murmured, fingers brushing hers over the page. “Bodies becoming sacred maps. Minds and flesh discovering each other without shame. Tell me what that stirs in you, Rhiannon.”

Seducing Miss Sinclair (6) As I leaned forward and took her gorgeous tits in my mouth, my hands slid down the curve of her waist and over the round, tight cheeks of her ass. I squeezed, letting my fingers dig into her soft skin as she moaned under my touch. I couldn’t get enough of the way she trembled for me. But I had more plans for that perfect body. Reluctantly, I released her nipples, my lips trailing a hot, open-mouthed path down her stomach. I paused to circle her navel with my tongue, just to hear her breath hitch, and then I kept going lower.