Un Seductor Irresistible Novels & Stories

“ Regardless of what happens next, we don't care!, Luigi turns off the screen and our indifference is the same as when we are watching a program on TV and yet boredom wins out. “ I doubt that she will show up with the spots that will appear all over her body. Soon the Arnault heir will be free to meet other more interesting people, this is my time to act.. A provocative smile dawns on my face. "Adam Arnault let him prepare to be involved in a game of seduction that he will never forget in his life...."

Silence. When I risked a peek up at him, the apathy remained in the depth of his blues. But even then, he was still irresistible. My tongue flicked out and wet my lips, libido awakened by the sensuality he oozed. Hot. All of a sudden I was inexplicably hot. Because of the confinement of the vehicle, maybe—even though the air conditioner was on full blast? Josh's lids lowered, eyes darkening, emotion dancing in his optics now. That emotion called lust.

It’s thrilling and terrifying, all at the same time. The very thing that makes him so sexy is the same thing that makes him so intimidating. He’s sexy and powerful, dominant and cocky, unstoppable and irresistible. He’s like a force of nature, sweeping me up in his strength. I feel powerless against him. Still, I have to try and resist. “Eros" I say, shaking my head

He says and I chuckled, stepping out of the elevator. “What can I say? That’s my specialty.” I whispered, smiling smugly as we walked out and towards his car. He leaned closer to me that I could feel his breath fanning against my exposed shoulder. Watching him open the door for me “You know what my speciality is? Taming brats. I have quite the skill to turn a bratty girl to a good girl” I sucked in a breathe and hopped into the car, watching as he made his way over to the drivers seat and leaned closer to him, so close his senses would be filled with my cologne.

They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other. He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

She giggled. “I won’t,” he said while laying her softly on the couch and adjusting his weight on one side so he wouldn’t crush her beneath him. “You drive me crazy,” he declared before capturing her lips in the sexiest salsa dance she’s ever performed. It was as if their tongues and lips knew the dance of passion as they moved in harmony to music only lovers hear. The seduction made every nerve ending in her body come to life, wanting to get stroked. And Owen knew when and where to touch to make her moan as if in a song.

She didn't know what to do, next, she stopped, took a step back, and asked confusedly, "why does it feel different from the one before?" She just said the most seducing words and did the most seducing things with her clean and pure eyes. The unconscious temptation is the deadliest. "You are so beautiful." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were sincere. He could not longer hold back the broiling desire in him. It was driving him crazy. He leaned his body forward to kiss her.

He fucked her through it, past it, until she was sobbing with overstimulation and still pushing back for more. When he finally spilled inside her, hot and claiming, he stayed buried deep, mouth at her ear. “Welcome to the company, Sasha.” She stayed bent over the piano long after he pulled out, thighs shaking, his release sliding down her legs, the taste of surrender thick on her tongue. The stage lights dimmed to a single red spot that painted them both in blood and sin. She was already addicted.

“I. Can’t. Stop. If you open the doors to my filth, there will only be one way out, and that will be you saying no and getting out of my sight. I won’t be able to hold back from pushing your limits. I won’t be able to control my urges.” He looked again at the toys on the table. I felt the battle he was having with his senses. “Up until now you’ve been an angel,” he said, “but my urges sink into the realms of perversion. If you go there with me, there will be no going back.” My pulse was racing on overdrive, because he was on the edge. I could see it. I could feel it. One little nudge was all it would take. I picked up the smallest dildo. I fixed my eyes on his as I ran the head of it up and

My nipples so hard they could cut through glass, and my thighs felt so wet they slid against each other. "No, it's not that. But your cock... I need your cock inside me." He chuckled, reaching around to grope my tits. "Let me decide what you need from now on baby." He seemed so different from the rigid, rule abiding man who'd stood outside my room, and finally the realisation dawned on me. This man, this dangerously sexy as sin man was the Kayden Larson the world feared so much. The devil that took what he wanted and feasted on his prey without hesitating.