Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sinful Addiction : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

I barely slept the entire week.Every night I tossed and turned, replaying Elias’s hands on my body, the way he pinched my nipples, the way his deep voice murmured filthy instructions in my ear, the way my pussy throbbed when he rubbed me through my panties. I tried to write, but everything felt even more inadequate now. I needed more, and most importantly I needed him.When Friday night finally came, I showed up at his studio dressed more deliberately, a short dress with nothing underneath. My heart was pounding so hard I felt dizzy as I knocked on the door.Elias opened it wearing a black button down with the sleeves rolled up, exposing strong forearms.“Amaya,” he greeted, voice already rough. “Come in.”The studio felt warmer tonight. He had dimmed the lights even more and placed a large, comfortable chaise lounge near the desk. A bottle of red wine and two glasses waited on the side table.“Drink,” he said, handing me a glass. “You’re going to need it.”We sat on the chaise togeth

I published the chapter at 3 a.m. and woke up to hundreds of comments.“This is the hottest thing I’ve ever read.”“I came twice. How are you this good?”“Finally! Real, raw, filthy sex that actually feels real.”“This is so spicy.”“This chapter plus my vibrator made my night.”“I literally can't wait for more.”“I can't believe Lila had sex with Julian… she definitely needed a break from Chris and his nagging.”“I can read this all day, can't wait for more.”“You made me cum nonstop while reading this… it's so filthy and I love it.”“I definitely need more of this.”My book had never received this kind of reaction. Readers were losing their minds. The chapter I wrote after my last intense session with Elias had gone viral in my community. For the first time, I felt like a real erotic author.I drove to Elias’s studio that evening with my heart racing and a bottle of expensive champagne in my hand. When he opened the door, I didn’t even let him speak. I kissed him hard, pushing him ba

One thing I loved about being bi-sexual was that I could have my boyfriend’s new girlfriend.I watched Lilian from across the crowded café. Those long dark curls bounced as she laughed at her phone, golden brown skin glowing under the warm lights. Full lips, blue eyes, with fat tits straining against her tight top. She was fucking perfect, the fifth bitch Matthew thought could replace me.He was wrong. I’d sworn after our brutal breakup that I’d steal every single one of his new girlfriends. Ruin their pussies. Make them scream my name. Until he had no choice but to crawl back to the only woman who truly owned him.Lilian was the hardest so far. Guarded and loyal. But I’d spent weeks studying her routines, her favorite café, the way she bit her lip when she was horny.She was bi-curious, I already knew from months of careful stalking on her old socials. Matthew probably had no idea how badly she craved women. And I was going to exploit the fuck out of it.I “accidentally” bumped her ta

Sunday morning light filtered into Lilian’s bedroom, but we hadn’t slept a single minute. I had her pinned against the headboard, her thick legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I drove the thick black strap-on deep into her soaked, greedy pussy in slow, punishing thrusts. The fat head kissed her cervix with every thrust, making her whimper and shake.“Again,” I growled against her neck, biting down hard enough to leave another fresh mark. “Cum on my cock again, you cheating little whore. I want this pussy ruined before your boyfriend gets back.”Lilian was a complete, beautiful mess. Her tits bounced wildly with every deep thrust, her thick nipples raw and puffy from how viciously I’d sucked, bitten, and pinched them all night. Tears ran down her cheeks, but her hips still rolled desperately to meet every stroke.“Riley… fuck… I can’t stop cumming for you…” she sobbed.Her pussy clenched around the thick strap-on as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. She squirted hard, hot

Three days later, I was sneaking into Alexander's mansion through the back entrance like a thief in the night. My heart hammered against my ribs with every step as I typed in the security code he had sent me. Every second my pussy throbbed with forbidden excitement.His wife was away in Europe for a full week long fashion event, the perfect window of opportunity. I had lied smoothly to Dad, telling him I was staying at a friend’s place for a few days to “clear my head.”Alex was waiting for me in the dimly lit living room, wearing nothing but a pair of black sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips, showing off the deep V of his muscles and the trail of hair leading down. The moment I stepped inside and closed the door, he was on me.He grabbed me by the throat, pushed me hard against the wall, and kissed me like he owned every part of me. His teeth bit down on my lower lip, making me moan into his mouth.“You actually came,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “Good fucking gi