Unlawful Temptations Book Novels & Stories

I shouldn’t want this man, but my body is betraying me every step of the way, begging for this stranger to touch me, to put me out of my misery. The more I try to tell myself I’m only reacting this way because I miss my fiance’s touch, the more I’m starting to realize that maybe my body is reacting this way because the thought of being held captive and taken by a stranger, ignites a foreign emotion in me I didn’t know existed. I didn’t think I had a kink besides the usual step up from vanilla sex because Liam isn’t into that kind of stuff, but it seems this man has unlocked a hidden desire I didn’t know I possessed.

I continued, voice controlled, “is because I want to use it as leverage.” Richard stared at me, absorbing. “Maybe I can shame the Longmans into cooperation,” I said. “They’re proud. They’re image-obsessed. The last thing they’ll want is for Nala to be depicted as a desperate woman who can’t handle rejection.” My voice tightened slightly, the disgust rising again as I remembered her leaning too close, smiling like my body was hers by default. “It will be bad for her image,” I added. “Bad for her father’s narrative.”

“I can’t stop imagining things. Sinful things.” “God grants us strength to resist temptation. Pray for clarity.” “Oh, I have,” I purred. “But the images only get clearer. More detailed. For instance… right now, I’m imagining what you look like on the other side of this screen. I’m picturing your hands, Father. Those strong, consecrated hands. I’m wondering how they’d feel not holding a rosary, but tangled in my hair. Or gripping my hips.” A sharp intake of breath from his side. A long silence. I heard the soft sound of him shifting again, uncomfortably. “You must not give voice to these temptations. They are tools of the devil to lead you astray.”

They stood there, the future tightening around them. Across the city, Serena watched the confirmation spread, satisfied. Because the next move wouldn’t be about control. It would be about exposure. And someone very soon would have to choose who they were willing to lose. The game had stopped being quiet. And Chapter 31 closed not with resolution But with the unmistakable sense that the next fracture would be irreversible.

With the entire world watching her with surprise, Amelia’s face flushed with colour. An electric jolt shot through her body feeling crushed against his hard chest and shoulders. His muscular arm felt like an iron band around herself. She instinctively snaked her arm around his neck to keep herself from toppling over. It was a bad idea since it made her nipples harden with arousal. No, this wasn’t right at all! This guy should come with a statutory warning sign hanging around his neck saying, Dangerously Tempting! Females could have detrimental side effects from severe cases of se*ual arousal in his company!

“She’s your sister and I get that you want to see the best in her. But she kills, she runs drugs and guns, and she has a brothel. Don’t even start thinking that the fact that she runs that place with an iron hand makes it better. They are women, and men, being used for someone else’s pleasure.” “Have you ever been out of Maine?” “No.” “I went to Blanco once with a few friends. It was supposed to be a holiday. We ended up in this place we thought was a club. Women were dancing on the stages, men sat watching them. And I thought it was like my sister’s place. Until I went to the bathroom and saw that behind the red draping men did what they wanted to the women, they’d beat them, force themselv

My arms and legs were toned over all I loved my new body. My relationship with Matt became somewhat uncomfortable. I noticed that he will stare at me at times and the look in his eyes were filled with emotions I struggled to decipher. I learned how to control my own emotions as well my face is usually void of any emotion unless I want you to see it. I held a lot of guilt inside me because not only did I become the Seductive Temptress I also became a killer, a deadly one. I can still remember the first guy I killed although I no longer have nightmares about it I still felt some guilt and remorse. Not because he was a good guy no but because that situation changed my whole life I felt guilty b

She laid naked on her back, knees bent high, thighs fallen wide open, craving for pleasure. The thick silicone vibrator hummed low against her clit—slow, relentless circles that made her hips twitch every few seconds. She dragged it down through her folds, then pressed the curved head inside just enough to stretch her entrance, letting the buzz sink deep before pulling it back to her swollen clit. Her breath came in shallow pants. Eyes squeezed shut. Mind locked on him. On the way it all began: Ash’s miscarriage last summer, the way Ethan had leaned on Vina for support while Ash shut down. One late-night confession over wine turned into a kiss, then more—fucking in the guest room while Ash s

The lock turned. She stood there breathing too fast. A man’s voice came from somewhere in front of her. Low. Controlled. “Take everything off.” She hesitated only a second. Then she pulled her dress over her head, unhooked her bra, pushed her underwear down. Cool air touched her skin. She heard him move closer. His hand settled on her waist, then slid up to cup her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple until it tightened. He didn’t rush. He just touched her like he already knew what she would respond to.

And somehow, in the span of minutes, he’d slipped right through them. And it scared him. Because Ethan knew, somewhere deep in the part of him that never lied, that Tim Dorian had become the very thing he wasn’t supposed to want. His forbidden temptation. And God help him, he was falling. Falling hard, deeper than he dared to understand.