Ebony Seduction の小説・ストーリー

The night promises to be full of seduction. Mr. Bennett stares at me with fiery eyes, and I hold his gaze. Every move of mine is intentional, provoking a wave of excitement. I feel the electricity in the air as our gazes meet and intertwine. His desire is palpable, and the game of seduction intensifies with each moment. My curves twist to the rhythm of the music, drawing his hungry eyes to every move I make. I feel powerful, confident, and completely immersed in this fiery dance. The idea is to make Alexander Will Bennett fall in love with me. I will be his downfall, an irresistible trap that will engulf him completely. I plan to seduce him with every move, every glance, and every touch. I w

She at least pretended to be trying to return the favor for the sake of putting on a good show, as she let her finger’s trace Ebony’s skin. Ebony knew where Amber’s special spot was. When her hand stroked it, Amber moaned, Ebony’s mouth moved to her breast and sucked her nipple in. Amber bit into Ebony’s shoulder as her friend pinched her clit and rubbed it in between her thumb and pointer finger. She applied more pressure rolling Amber’s clit, the pressure building inside her core. Then pushed a finger into Amber’s entrance and plunged it in and out. Amber bit down harder into dark, gleaming skin before a scream escaped her lips as she released.

She knows I want it too. Ebony stands up and turns to face me. As she seductively walks over to me she pulls her top up and over her head. Her long black curly hair bounces and cascades down her back, almost to her ass. She cups one of her small pert breasts and plays with her small, dark nipple. Her head is tipped down slightly, to watch her own hand play with herself. She makes sure to look at me through her long thick lashes, her green eyes show she wants to play. My cock is hard and the pain of it being trapped in my trousers makes me grunt from the discomfort. She takes that as her invitation to drop to her knees and open my zip. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she tugs my trousers do

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.

“You have only seen me at work. I learned quickly that dressing sexy got me more tips. I was saving up for my own place. Outside of work I look normal. Actually I probably look like a bum.” Erebus runs a hand through his hair and his odd eyes pierce down into mine. Before I realize what is happening his mouth crashes down on mine and the familiar fireworks burst from behind my eyelids. Snaking my hands over his shoulders, relishing in the feel of his muscles under my fingertips, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down to deepen the kiss. His tongue trails into my mouth and I twirl mine against his gently. Greedily he slides his hand up my shirt and grasps one of my breast wi

Hope flickered inside Sabrina when she noticed the scowl plastered across his handsome face. It made her feel giddy from inside. He did feel jealous, didn't he? Maybe, he does feel something for her. Maybe a flicker of passion or just lust, whatever it is, she would take it and use it for her advantage. Seduction was her weapon and her mate was her prey. She snuck a glance at Elizah who was riding in the front. His mighty shoulders and broad back were giving her weird feelings down below. He was a large man, much larger than Sabrina. Muscular and strong. It excited Sabrina, a lot.

Elena took three slow breaths, steadying her brain like she was about to dismantle a bomb and not seduce a six foot three battle scarred billionaire who could level empires but apparently could not recognize a thirsty woman sitting five inches away from him. She mentally reset. Operation Seduction had been a disastrous first run, yes, but she wasn’t done. She pivoted. Civilian mode. She sat upright, shoulders back, sipping her tea slowly, this time without theatrics.

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.

The vibing inside me ratchets up a notch, then another… I bawl out… Then another… How many fucking settings has this thing got? … then squeal… Fingers work around and over my displayed vulva, stroking, caressing, every touch a lightning bolt, striking to earth. "Elizabeth, you have no idea how beautiful you look like that. Just no idea." A thumb flicks at my clit, once, twice. Electricity sears through my scalding cunt, dragging twin howls from my throat and convulsions from my belly. Sweat trickles from my forehead, some I think, soaking into the blindfold, more into the pillow.