The Thrilling Temptation Of A Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Luca Moretti pov Tyler Bennett is in one of those moods the dangerous kind. The kind that doesn’t care about boundaries or labels, the kind that pretends the fact that he isn’t my boyfriend is a minor inconvenience at best. He’s been haunting my phone all day. Before I even crawled out of bed. At the airport. In the air. On the bus. In the hotel lobby. Relentless. Unapologetic. The messages started soft, sweet enough to sink under my skin and linger there, but with every passing hour they darkened, sharpened, turned wicked until resistance stopped being an option and became a lie I told myself to feel sane.

The craving whispered that I was already lost. And somewhere between those two voices, I wondered which one would eventually win—or if wanting him was punishment enough. I almost chose my boyfriend. The thought surprised me when it came, quiet but firm, as my boyfriend sat across from me, tracing circles on the rim of his mug. He was talking about us—about plans, about next month, about how he’d been thinking we should move things forward. His eyes held hope, uncomplicated and sincere. For a second, I let myself imagine it. A clean break from temptation. A life that made sense. A version of me that hadn’t already crossed invisible lines.

Before I could finish, he gripped my wrist again and pulled me into the classroom. “Look, Maeve. If you don’t want the open relationship, let me do it. We can still stay together. You know I still care about you. Last night, I was just high on emotions, and I wanted to wait until I could get myself together before getting intimate with you. I wanted it to be something special,” he said confidently. I shook my head. Boys will always be boys. Trying to manipulate me, huh. “Philip, just quit it. It’s fine. I was hurt, but hearing you say this right now is even crazier. And I’m starting to wonder why I ignored all the red flags in the first place,” I hissed, trying to walk away again.

I didn't know fantasizing about my stepfather would get me caught by him someday until the day he walked in on me doing……..

Adrian said, looking up with dark, intense eyes, "your body belongs to the man you choose to give it to. Not a master. A partner in crime." When Adrian took him into his mouth, Julian arched his back with a loud, unrestrained cry, his fingers burying themselves in Adrian’s hair. The pleasure was sudden, intense, and completely overwhelming—a searing baptism of sensation that burned away the ghost of the weak, broken husband he had been. As Adrian drove him toward his first shattering climax in months, Julian stared up at the high ceiling of the penthouse, his mind crystal clear amid the haze of passion. Victor Vance, he thought, as the intense release tore through his veins, enjoy your widow

“I’m serious. I think the universe sent you here to meet me, so I could experience true love and know what it feels like to be seen. To be loved by a hot American, to have a handsome boyfriend.” “A boyfriend?” I nod. “Yeah. You’re my boyfriend.” “Who says I’m your boyfriend?”

Knox dropped my hand bringing his own up to hold the side of my jaw, tilting my head back to look at him. "I only agreed to be your fake boyfriend so Olivia could have a great Christmas with our parents gone. That is why I accepted doing this. But," his green eyes locked with mine and never looked away. "after being around you and learning who you are, I don't want your money....I want you. " I took a shaky breath. "You do?" "Yes I do." He let out a small chuckle. "I want you and your sassy comebacks, your no-shit attitude, your crazy and loud family. Somehow in a matter of a week you have bewitched me Aubrey Lynn."

he groaned and before I could say anything, he clashed his lips on mine. I tried not to think of what he said, I tried not to be seduced by his voice, I had a boyfriend and he has never cheated on me. Yes he could be a jerk sometimes but he really loved me, I know that and that’s why I should not fall into the temptation, that’s why I shouldn’t let my boss tame me with his sweet voice and expert fingers. I sighed and he took the advantage to thrust his tongue into my mouth, he explored every part in my mouth while his fingers explored my body.

Manly cologne of his was making her heady. He didn't stop, his face continued to inch closer making every nerve in her veins tremble like a leaf, so she eventually gave up. "No!" She closed her eyes shut tightly and opened them again, looking down at his massive chest. "N-no, I d-don't have a boyfriend." She murmured in a soft voice. Pin drop silence surrounds them, only her sharp breathing could be heard. A swarm of relief washed over his form. Good that she was single. Otherwise, the poor guy would've died a merciless death.

Goosebumps erupted all over my skin and my neck and cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "Who do you belong to Iris?" He whispered in my ear, lowly in a raspy voice that made my heart do a little flip flop. There has to be something wring with me. "Me." I answered, confidently, meeting his challenging gaze. I tried to push him away with my hands at his chest but in one move he had both of my wrists pinned above my head in his one hand. He is so freaking huge, not fair. "Don't tempt me, Iris." The way he says my name in a tortured tone as if he is controlling himself from letting the beast inside him set free should make me feel afraid but it only makes me excited to see. To see more of him.