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Woman sexually seduces man
Chapter One
Emily
I sat in the backseat of a car that cost more than most people’s homes, studying my mark.
James Morrow was a powerful man. For years he’d been one of the richest men in the world, and even after retiring he remained a force to be reckoned with. He was an older man with gray hair at his temples, but he had a very youthful face, and it was easy to see why women still threw themselves at him despite his age.
I watched as he extended his hand to the valet who’d driven around to the side of the restaurant to take his car. The valet looked like he was going to have a heart attack when he realized who he was dealing with.
“I’ll pay your college tuition and buy your mother a new car if you don’t mention this to anyone,” I said as I slipped out of the car. I’d been watching him for so long that my legs were stiff.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, nodding furiously.
I let my eyes drift over him as I smiled. He was the youngest valet, probably in his early twenties. I could tell by looking at him that he lived with his mother and had a younger brother who was still in high school. I ran my tongue over my bottom lip as I took in his slim build. His work uniform was loose on him, but I could still see that he had a tight little body. I let my gaze linger on his crotch for a moment, and then met his eyes.
“You’d like to fuck me, wouldn’t you?” I asked.
He swallowed hard. “Yes, ma’am.”
I stepped closer and put my hand on his crotch. “And I’d like to fuck you, too. So why don’t you give me your phone number?”
He rattled off his phone number and I smiled at him as I pulled a pen from my little clutch purse and wrote down the last four digits. Then I blew him a kiss and headed into the restaurant.
The hostess led me to the private room where James was waiting for me. He stood up when he saw me, his eyes lighting up in a way that made my cunt wet. “Emily,” he said, taking my hand and kissing it. “Thank you for coming.” “Of course, James. Thank you for inviting me.” “Please, have a seat. Can I get you a drink?” he asked, motioning to one of the waitresses standing in the corner of the room.
“I’ll just have a glass of wine, thank you.” He ordered a glass of red wine for me and a scotch for himself, then sat down across from me. “You look beautiful as always.” “Thank you, James,” I said with a smile. I’d put a lot of effort into getting ready for our dinner. I knew that he liked women who were confident and sexy, so I’d worn one of my favorite dresses that showed a lot of cleavage and hugged every curve of my body. My hair was in loose waves that fell around my shoulders, and my makeup was just heavy enough to make me look perfect without making it obvious that I was wearing any. He was instantly turned on by me, even though we’d never so much as kissed before.
He wasn’t going to be able to resist me tonight. “I have something for you,” he said, reaching into his pocket.
I felt a surge of satisfaction as I watched him struggle to keep his eyes off my body. He was a powerful man, used to getting what he wanted, but he had no idea how thoroughly he was under my spell.
He pulled out a small, velvet-covered box and handed it to me. “This is for you.” I opened the box and found a pair of diamond earrings inside. “Oh, James,” I said, smiling at him. “They’re beautiful.” “I thought you might like them.” He reached across the table and took one of the earrings out of the box, then stood up and went to where I was sitting so he could put it on me. His fingers brushed against my neck as he fastened the clasp, and I shivered as a wave of desire shot through me.
“Thank you, darling,” I said, turning my head to smile at him. “I love them.” He sat back down and poured himself another drink, his eyes still fixed on my chest. “I’m glad.” I leaned forward and ran a fingertip along the edge of the table, letting my cleavage hang out in front of him so he could get a good look at it. Then I smiled at him and sat back in my chair.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked, looking at me with those hungry eyes.
“Do you want to come back to my place?”
I asked, pretending to be shy about it.
He swallowed the rest of his scotch and cleared his throat.
“I’d love to.” He stood up and held out his hand for me.
“Shall we go?”
he asked.
I took his hand and let him lead me out of the restaurant, my heart racing with excitement.
He was completely captivated by me, and he didn’t suspect for a second that anything was wrong.
It was almost too easy.
He opened the door of the car for me and waited until I was seated before getting in himself.
Then he drove us back to his place, all the while stealing glances at my legs and chest as we sat in the backseat together.
As soon as we got home, he took off his jacket and tie and hung them up in the closet while I went to the bathroom to freshen up.
When I came back out, he was already waiting for me in the bedroom.
His shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his smooth, hairless chest, and he was standing in front of a full-length mirror admiring himself.
“Come over here,” he said when I walked into the room.
I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind.
“Did you have fun tonight?”
he asked as he turned around to face me.
“It was wonderful, thank you.” He put his hands on my face and kissed me.
Then he leaned down to kiss the top of my head.
“I’m so glad you came.” I stepped back and slowly unzipped the side of my dress.
“Do you want to go into the bathroom together?”
he asked.
“We don’t have to rush.” “No,” I said with a smile.
“We don’t need to go into the bathroom.” I let the dress fall off one shoulder so he could see the top of my lacy bra.
“Why don’t you come over here and sit down,” I said softly.
Chapter Two
James
She was absolutely perfect.
Everything about her was amazing.
She had the most beautiful face I’d ever seen and the sexiest body I’d ever laid eyes on.
I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have her.
She was smart, funny, and incredibly sexy.
She made me feel like the luckiest man in the world every time we were together.
And tonight she’d been more amazing than ever.
I was still a little bit stunned by how easily she had agreed to go home with me after only one date.
Most of the women I dated were only interested in one thing, and they made it clear from the very beginning that they expected to get it right away.
But not her.
She was different.
She wasn’t like any of the other women who had come into my life over the years.
I’d had a few serious relationships before, even got married once when I was young, but none of them had ever felt like this.
None of them had ever made me feel like this woman did.
I was completely captivated by her.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, and I couldn’t keep my hands to myself either.
Desire shot through me as soon as my fingers slipped beneath the hem of her dress to caress the smooth skin of her thigh.
She gave a throaty purr that sent shivers down my spine. “Mmm. You’re too kind,” she murmured. Then, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “But do you want to know a secret?”
I swallowed hard. “What’s that?”
“The way you’re looking at me right now is making me very wet.”
My breath hitched in my chest as heat surged through my body.
She giggled softly as she straightened back up. “You look so deliciously innocent when you blush.” Then she cocked her head to one side, studying me intently for a moment before she spoke again. “You know what? I think I can teach you something.”
“Teach me something?” I repeated. “Like what?”
“Like how to make a woman really happy,” she replied in a sultry voice. Then she reached out and put her hand on top of mine where it was resting on her thigh.
I sucked in a sharp breath as she began guiding my hand upwards.
“What are you doing?” I managed to croak.
Her hand closed around mine and she wrapped her other arm around my neck as she leaned in close to me once more.
“This is something I want you to learn,” she whispered in my ear before gently nipping at the lobe.
My entire body trembled from her touch.
“And there’s no time like the present,” she murmured as she took her hand away and slowly straightened up once more.
I let out a shaky sigh as the overwhelming desire that had been coursing through me began to ebb.
“I’m sorry,” she said with a smile that was tinged with sadness.
She looked at the bulge in my pants and her eyebrows shot up.
“Are you saying you don’t want me?”
she asked in a breathless voice.
“Because I don’t think I can stand it if you don’t.”
I swallowed hard as I stared at her, feeling completely off-balance.
“I…”
“You do want me, don’t you?”
she asked, her eyes glittering with mischief.
“I just don’t want to scare you.”
I was still struggling to find my voice when she took a step closer and placed her palm against the front of my pants.
I let out a shuddering moan as she began stroking me through the fabric.
“So big and hard,” she purred.
“Does that feel good?”
I nodded, my breath coming in shallow gasps as she continued to caress me with her warm little hand.
“Yes,” I rasped.
She gave me a wicked grin as she unbuckled my belt and unfastened the button at the waist of my slacks.
“Good.”
She flung my zipper down and reached inside, making me groan softly as her fingers wrapped around my throbbing shaft and she began stroking it in earnest.
“So good,” she said in a sultry voice as she leaned in close to me once more, her lips hovering just inches away from mine as she continued pleasuring me with her hand.
“You feel so good in my hand.”
“God help me, Emily, I—”
“Shh.” She put her finger against my lips. “Just let me do this for you, okay?”
She slid her hand down the front of my pants and cupped my balls with the other, giving them a gentle squeeze as she rubbed her thumb over the head of my cock. “Yes, that’s it. You’re so big and hot in my hand, so stiff and thick and hard.”
And then she sank down to her knees in front of me and took the head of my cock into her mouth, sucking gently on it before running her tongue over the tip.
“Holy shit!”
I hissed as I tangled my fingers in her hair.
“Does that feel good?”
she asked as she looked up at me through her long eyelashes, her blue-green eyes filled with mischief.
“Yes!”
I groaned as I threw my head back and let out another shuddering breath.
“And if that feels good,” she said as she took the head of my cock back into her mouth, sucking on it again, “you’re really going to like this.”
And then she engulfed my entire length in her hot, wet mouth, swallowing me down to the back of her throat.
I didn’t know how many men could deep-throat a dick—most of the women I’d been with certainly couldn’t do it—but as soon as Emily was doing it to me, I didn’t care about anyone else. She hummed around me, her throat vibrating and sending waves of pleasure through me. I felt my legs go weak, but I didn’t want to pull out of her mouth. I wanted more. More of everything.
“Fuck, Emily,” I groaned, tangling my fingers in her hair. “That feels so good.”
She pulled back, licking her lips, and then looked up at me with those dark, sexy eyes of hers. “Oh, James,” she said, looking impossibly sultry for someone who had just had my dick in her mouth. “I’m so glad you think so.”
The sound of my name on her lips, spoken in that sexy voice of hers—fuck, it was hot. The only thing hotter was the feel of her lips sliding down my length again, engulfing me in that perfect mouth of hers once more.
Her tongue was magic, sliding along my length and swirling around the head of my cock. Her hands were magic, too, massaging my balls, stroking me in time with the movements of her mouth.
She’d said she was a professional, and I had to give it to her, she was damn good at what she did.
But I didn’t want this to be a one-sided thing. Not that I thought for a second that Emily would do something like this for nothing in return, but I wanted to give myself over to the sensations she was provoking in me. She made my body sing, my heart race, and I wanted to give her pleasure, too.
“Emily,” I said, a little breathlessly, “I want to make you feel good, too.”
She pulled away from me again, and this time she stayed back, looking up at me with an impish grin. “You’re sweet, James,” she said, “but don’t worry about me. I’m already feeling pretty damn good.”
“I’d really like to help you out,” I said.
“Would you?” She stood up, giving my aching dick one last lick before straightening up. The dress hit the floor as she stood up, and then she stepped out of it, leaving herself clad in nothing but the black lace bra and panties—and those damn stockings.
I’d seen a lot of beautiful women in my life, but I didn’t think I’d ever seen anyone as beautiful as Emily.
She was perfect—head to toe.
Perfectly proportioned, with the most beautiful skin I’d ever seen and the most gorgeous face I could imagine.
The only thing that marred that perfection were the two black-and-blue marks on the inside of one of her thighs.
She turned around and walked over to the bed, hips swaying seductively with each step.
She lay down on the bed and pulled a pillow up under her head, and then patted the bed next to her.
“Come here,” she said.
I walked over to the bed and sat down next to her.
I ran my hand down over the curve of one of her hips, not able to get over how smooth and soft her skin was.
“Mmm.” She let out a little purr of approval and shivered a bit at my touch. “I like that. Do you know what I like even more?”
I shook my head.
She placed her hand on my chest and started running it up over my pecs and shoulders.
“I like a man that takes his shirt off for me so I can see all of him.” She tugged at it. “Off.”
Weak-kneed and feeling a little dizzy with desire, I stood so she could do as she wanted. Once it was off, I sat back down on the bed next to her.
“Mmm.” She ran her hands over my shoulders and chest. Her eyes were filled with appreciation as they drank in the sight of me. “So sexy.”
“What about you?”
Emily smiled.
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
I grinned at the childlike statement coming from such an adult tongue. “You’ve seen me naked already.”
She shrugged one shoulder and then ran her hand down over one of my abs. “That’s true. But I want to see it again.”
“Okay.” With one hand on the bed to hold myself steady, I turned so that my body was facing her more fully. Then I slowly reached for the hem of my boxers and pulled them down over my hips.
Emily watched me with hungry eyes until I was completely naked. Then she reached out and ran her fingertips lightly over the inside of my thigh.
My blood grew hotter and hotter as she traced lazy circles around the sensitive skin there. When she got to the crease where my leg met my body, I couldn’t take it anymore and let out a little groan of need.
Her eyes met mine for a moment and then she hooked two fingers into the waistband of her own panties and drew them down her legs with one smooth motion. When they were off, she tossed them away and then turned so that she was kneeling beside me on the bed and spread her legs wide so I could see everything she had to offer.
I groaned again and Emily smirked before settling herself back down in front of me and leaned into me once more. Her mouth found mine and our kisses grew deeper and more desperate as we both tried to show the other just how much we wanted this…and how much we wanted each other.
The more time that passed with Emily’s lips moving against mine, the more I craved her body against mine. In a sudden fit of impatience, I wrapped one hand around her waist and pulled her up so that she was straddling my lap instead of kneeling beside me.
She squealed in surprise but quickly brought her legs up and settled herself onto me more firmly. This new position put us at eye level and I groaned when she began to rock against me in slow but steady movements. My hands itched to roam over the flawless skin on display and that’s exactly what they did.
I ran my hands down over her back and around to her front so that I could cup both of her breasts in my hands again. The feel of them was still amazing and she moaned into my mouth when I flicked my thumbs across her already hard nipples.
The kiss broke when she moved to bury her head in the crook of my neck and I could feel her hot breath against my skin as she panted with need for air.
“James,” she whispered after a moment and I shivered as her voice washed over me like silk. “Can you…can you make love to me?”
It took all the self-control I had not to flip us over right then and there and bury myself inside of her without any further delay but there were still things about Emily that had me questioning exactly what was going on here.
“Make love to you?”
She nodded and then lifted her head so that she could look at me again.
“Please.”
I drew in a shaky breath and then nodded back at her, unable to deny her anything.
Take her from behind
I slid my hands up her back, feeling the soft, smooth skin beneath my fingertips as I ran them up her spine, and then I unhooked her bra, letting it fall away so that she was naked for me once again.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said, because it was true—she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
And not just on the outside, either, but inside too.
I was certain of it.
She smiled at me and then slid her hands down my chest before she reached for the waistband of my boxers and tugged them down, allowing my cock to spring free from its confines.
She let out a small gasp when she saw it, reaching out to stroke it with her fingers, her touch light and teasing, and even though I knew that I should have been embarrassed by how big I was, I wasn’t.