Addict Novel Novels & Stories

A standalone novel from the Daddy Series. 🌶🌶 If you enjoyed my book Falling For My Ex's Dad, then you would love this even more. Forbidden love. Love triangles. Passion. Obsession. And a dangerous addiction that threatens to consume them both. Kiara's POV "Shots! Shots! Shots!" Lisa slammed three glasses on our table, tequila sloshing over the rims. "I don't think..." "Don't think!" Amy shoved another glass into my hand. "Tonight is about NOT thinking, remember?"

But his tongue, sweet baby Jesus, his tongue in her mouth, doing things to her she never thought were even possible, kicked all her common sense out of the window. She pressed into him and flung her arms around his neck as she straddled him, her legs winding loosely around his waist. He tasted like insanely expensive cognac or bourbon. Whatever it was, he'd drunk enough of it to leave her intoxicated. But she didn't care, and at that moment, as his hands fumbled with the buttons of her sleep shirt, his hot lips on her neck, Eden finally understood one of life's sad truths—how addicts were born. No one sets out to be an addict.

The driver was a tall, rugged-looking man with a jaw that could cut glass and eyes that flicked toward my window more than once. We exchanged glances at the stoplight. Then again at the next merge. Something unspoken passed between us…. a slow, heated curiosity that made my thighs press together against the leather seat. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I had a boyfriend waiting at home, kind and steady, the sort of man who remembered anniversaries and made me coffee in the mornings. But lately my thoughts had been consumed by something far more primal. An addiction. It had started innocently enough, or so I told myself. A fleeting encounter weeks ago that left me craving the thick, salty

“Clean her up a little. Then bring her to my bedroom. I’m not finished with my prize yet. Tonight we’re going to break her in properly — all night long. By morning she won’t even remember her own name… only how good it feels to be owned by the Billionaire Don.” They carried me out of the playroom on shaky legs, cum still leaking down my thighs, collar tight around my neck, body completely wrecked. And as they took me to the Don’s private bedroom for round two, I realized something that should have scared me but didn’t. I wasn’t fighting anymore. I was already addicted. And the first night of my new life as his fifty-million-dollar prize had only just begun.

With a deep breath, Sam reached over and pushed the red button, knowing he’d get his satisfaction at last. But it would only be temporary. Mia had wound her way beneath his skin, into his blood, and he ‘d become addicted. This was the sort of addiction that couldn’t be cured overnight. This was the kind of addiction that could destroy a man if Sam let it. He’d have to find a way to break free of her, but when she came through the door, staring at him with those wide, innocent eyes, her skirt barely long enough to cover anything, her shirt unbuttoned just to the lacy top of her bra, he knew this was exactly the sort of addiction that could bring him to his knees.

“Or what about a cardboard cut-out of himself? Then he can admire his stupid face whenever he jerks off. He’s narcissistic enough to love it.” Devin, on the other hand, simply recommends ordering something on JustGeek, but Addison has no idea what fandoms (if any) Joshua is even into. Since she doesn’t have a lot of money to spend, Addison ends up buying a book (an I.T. thriller about spies and hacking) that has a phenomenal rating on A****n. Knowing that there’s a certain truth to Joshua being narcissistic, Addison also thinks of a second, more personal gift.

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS

Then continued, "The Mafia Emperor's Addiction." "You are my addiction, little peach. You complete my life. I love you forever," He claimed me as I only belong to him. "I'm all yours only, Liam," I thought and started kissing him back. Our life is completed with our four kids, Pearl, Elliot, Eowyn and Evan. I wish God will fill our lives with prosperity, love and pleasure. ***** ***** ***** ***** ****** ~~~~~ THE END ~~~~~ ***** ***** ***** ***** ****** So here is the Epilogue, I hope you enjoyed the book while reading as I enjoyed writing it.

And yet… I reached for the dildo again. Because the addiction had taken over. I was no longer the ambitious secretary. I was a broken, needy, sex-addicted girl who couldn’t stop chasing the high her boss had given her. And I didn’t know how to stop.

I have never been addicted to any substance before, was wish enough to stay away from things that impaired my memory. But when I look at her, the cherry taste that lingered on my tongue, I knew that I had found my new addiction. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath, my eyes taking her in as she lay on the chair, legs apart, showing me her glistening pink hole. My dick twitched, images of how she felt clenched around my fingers tore through my brain. Everything in my body screamed, warning me of what I was trying to do. Fucking her wouldn’t end the obsession, it would be my doom. Fucking her would mean I need to have her forever.