Title: Art of Seduction
Series: A Stern Family Saga #1
Author: Monique Orgeron
Genre: Contemporary Romance w/Suspense
Release Date: November 10, 2017
Love was never supposed to be part of the end game.
Fallon’s life has been a road paved in misery and loneliness, then one day she’s propositioned with a way to change it all. From that day forward, she planned on never looking back.
That is, until, she met her target, the man who could destroy everything. Fallon’s a survivor, but can she survive him?
Gabriel is independent and brutal. He learned early on about his mother’s games. For years she has tried to control every aspect of his life.
Born to be her successor, he refused to be her chess piece.
But when a mysterious woman shows up, Gabriel’s life is turned upside down.
Is she his mother’s pawn? Soon, both of them will learn the games Gabriel’s mother, Catherine Stern, plays are for keeps.
Secrets and deception always find a way of being revealed.
FALLON
They’ve had me here for hours. I’ve only seen them once besides the time they threw me in this room. That was about an hour after I was here.
One came back in and took a picture of me, then gave me a burger and a bucket for what I presume is to be used as my bathroom. The accommodations are atrocious, but the screams and cries from the other room that are heart-wrenching.
Who’s there? Can you hear me? Please talk to me. Who are you? I ask over and over, but the answers never come; just her screams. My god, I have got to get out of here. Gabriel will come…I know he will.
I can tell night is coming; the light coming through the boards covering the window is becoming low, then nothing. Night falls, and by now I am in frantic mode. Please, Gabriel, find me.
I must have fallen asleep during the night. The morning comes, and I’m awakened by a man yelling. He’s asking questions about me. The other girl hears him, too; now she is in overdrive with her fears.
You can hear it in the way her voice changes to a higher octave. What the hell is going on? My door swings open, and I see him. A man who I have met on several occasions. The man who wears a suit and a perfect smile now looks devious and sadistic.
GABRIEL
When I get to her bedroom I hear water running. I realize she’s in the shower, so I take a seat on the chair and wait for her to come out. The water turns off, and after a while I watch as the door opens and Fallon walks out, noticing me sitting there.
She’s so beautiful; she has her hair in another messy top knot, with a few strands dangling down her neck, wet from the shower. She is wearing a see-through tank top and a lace thong. Beautiful.
Where have you been? The tone of my voice should be a warning to her. On a date, with Miles. I don’t move from my spot as I ask, Where the fuck did he bring you, and what the hell did you do?
That is none of your business, Gabriel. Nothing I do is your business. You made that very clear. I rush over to her and pull her over my legs while I sit on the bed and smack her ass. She screams out, but that won’t stop me. Smack!
When I ask you a question, I want an answer, Fallon. Smack! Gabriel, you have no right to ask me anything. Smack! She finally wiggles out from under me and hurries to her closet. I follow her inside as she twists her body to look in the mirror at her now bright red ass.
You have no right, Gabriel! No right to touch me like that! Gritting my teeth. Did you let that boy touch you, Fallon? She turns around and starts hitting me in the chest, pushing me into the opposite wall from the full-length mirror.
Once I hit the wall, I roughly grab her and turn her around, facing the mirror I then cross her arms over her chest and lower my head to her neck. Did you let him touch you? She doesn’t answer me; she just watches us from the mirror.
Did he, Fallon? Did he touch what’s mine? I release my strong hold on her arms, and she is now melding into me. I start to caress her stomach under the tank top.
I kiss her neck and whisper, Tell me, Fallon, did he put his mouth on you? Did he kiss you? I hear her start to breathe heavier. She’s turned on, and she leans back into me, still watching us.
Did he try to touch your breasts? I slowly glide my hands from her stomach up to her breasts. Her tank top is so sheer, I can see the color of her areolas and her nipples hardening, peeking through.
She looks so hot…I‘ve never seen a sexier woman. I grab her nipple and pinch, then start gently caressing them, all while I am sucking on her neck. She starts to moan. That’s my undoing. I need more.
I need to feel more and make sure she knows she’s mine. I push her tank up over her breast and continue to caress them. I look up into the mirror, and lock eyes with her.
See these breasts, Fallon? They belong to me. Only my hands will ever touch them. Her eyes close briefly before opening again, with so much desire in them. This innocent girl has no idea what her body is capable of, but I’m going to give her a taste of it tonight.
I hold one breast and slide my other hand under her lace panties. Her head falls back onto my chest. She’s such a beautiful sight in the mirror, innocently raw and waiting to be devoured. I start to rub her clit.
Right here, Fallon…your clit…did he try to touch it? You know it belongs to me. I’m the only man ever to feel how plump it gets. Do you understand? Moaning she responds, Yours. That’s right, Fallon…mine.
I reach my other hand down and rip her pretty little thongs right off her. I need to see all of her; I need full access. I slide one of my hands down to her thigh and slightly push outwards.
Open, Fallon…I want to see what’s mine. She listens and spreads her legs just a little, just enough to look hot as hell in the mirror. She’s waxed completely bare, leaving me with a full view of her glistening pussy, so wet with want.
I know she can feel my erection, so I push against her just enough to let her know how turned on I am. I go back to fondling her breast with one hand, while the other keeps on manipulating her clit.
Once I have her dripping with need, I go further down and sink a finger into her. My voice is so husky with need. Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. Do you feel it? Do you feel yourself wrapped around my finger, smothering it like a vice? Yes…oh, yes.
Once I’m able to slide my finger in and out of her without any resistance, I slide in another finger starting an in and out motion. I take my thumb and rub her clit, going faster still.
That’s it, baby…rock against me…I want you to feel good. This pussy belongs to me. I will be the only man to be able to feel it, the only one to feel it’s warmth. Shit, you're so wet, baby…ride my fingers.
I will be the only man to taste your pussy, and I will be the only man to make you cum. Tell me, Fallon, who do you belong to? Tell me. Breathy, she moans out, You, Gabriel…only you…I belong to you. You’re fucking right…you do…you belong to me.
Now give it to me, Fallon. I want you to cum, cum for me. Let me hear that sweet mouth of yours moan for me. She’s panting so hard I bite into her neck and pinch her nipple, which sets her off.
It’s a beautiful sight. I will remember the way she looks for the rest of my life. As she convulses in my arms, I grab her face, forcing her eyes back on mine in the mirror. I ask one more time, Did he?
No, Gabriel. I slowly release her, letting her relaxed body slide down mine to the ground. I look at her one more time through the mirror. I step over her adjusting myself, then adjusting my suit.
I step to her closet island, reach into my pocket, and pull out a black jewelry box. I set it down, then walk out. I leave her there on the floor. I could have fucked her, but I chose not to. Not until she becomes my wife.
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You Can’t Resista Dirty Book Blog - “Art of Seduction by Monique Orgeron is book 1 in the Stern Family Saga and I am just completely heads over heels in love with this family.”
Sissy’s Romance Book Review - “I think this is the first book by Ms. Orgeron and I must say this was a great first book! I look so forward to reading more from this author!”
My mom happens to be the most caring, loving, and stubborn person I know, well anyone knows. She gives 100% percent of herself to everyone and has given up so much of herself for my sister and I.
For twenty-one years she has poured her heart and soul into making sure we know that we are loved and that we can do anything we put our minds too, but it was about time she figured that out about herself.
Up until this year I hadn’t seen my mom do anything for only her, but this book has allowed her to travel the world through the pages of a book, make new friends, and feel the joy of doing something exciting.
There is a new light behind her eyes and it is just making me feel more joy than she can ever imagine. While she might be annoying most of the time, I am so thrilled that she is finally allowing herself to grow as a person and not spend all of her energy on her family.
It has been a long journey of self-discovery for my mom; she has gone from domestic supermom to domestic goddess throughout the process of writing.
We are so very excited and proud of you! I love you as big as the world.
-Bria and Tony
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