Addicted In His Sweet Love Novels & Stories

“I need this forever. Your cum, your pain, everything.” We talked during the short breaks between rounds. “My old life feels like a distant dream,” I told him one night while riding him slowly. “College, friends, family… none of it compares to how you make me feel.” Damien gripped my hips and thrust up. “Because I broke you perfectly. Tell me how addicted you are.” I leaned down and kissed him. “I’m addicted forever. My body craves your darkness. I wake up happy when I’m sore from you.”

Sugar Aquarius was seen closing his eyes tightly, absorbing the spots and dots of enjoyment sensations being sent by his Eva Sweetheart’s little naughty as well as tapering fingers on his nipple. “Fixed… You’ve been addicted to it… That’s why many people say that intercourse can finish as well as solve many problems between lovers, between husbands and wives…” “Okay then… If you’re ready, then let’s get started… If you keep on talking more and more, I’ll really go to Marco Arwin to search for some warmth, comfort and joy from him…” Sugar Aquarius was heard growling with his reasonably upset fashion for a little while. “Never… I’ll never let you sigh, howl and growl underneath the other men’s

Alden was cute, childish and had an arrogant aura but he was always sweet with Dennis. "Alden, You are MINE", Dennis said as his clenched his jaw tightly. His head was thumping and eyes were bloodshot red. For the past four years, he had sleepless nights, he could not sleep without Alden. He needed Alden for himself. Alden was like a drug to him. He was addicted to Alden's sweet voice, enchanting smell and his smooth skin that still make him hard whenever Dennis remembered the past. "Nothing is over yet. I will restart everything. Either with love or with Hate", Dennis said and his voice was full of Obsessiveness.

I don't know if it's due to our poor communication or if my love for him is just escaping the window. Chase and I have come along, and the last thing I want to do to him is cheat on him, but it seems I don't have a choice. All this guilt is killing me day by day, but still, I can't stop. I have become so attached to my coach lately, and it all started after that single night we spent together, and I'm sure tonight will form a steal for my addiction to him. "What's wrong with me?"

"Thanks but..." "Don't tell me you don't drink, that's not right Cassie." Adam said with a smile as always. "I do." Cassie agreed immediately and right now she regrets her decision. She wished she hasn't, at least she'll still have her dignity intant. Cassie drank the whole juice with a smile though the drink was burning her throat but because she was determined to impress Adam she forced herself to drink it, unfortunately after that she fell into a deep sleep. Cassie woke up in her room, the next day, forgotten about all what happened that night. The only thing she remember was enjoying her night with Adam.

He exclaimed "Cad -- " I started to say, but he cut me off "Can't you see, I quit my Addiction because I found another. I left drugs and everything shitty because I found you, I found you Vanilla, I'm addicted to you, you." I was unable to hold a smile in as I said "Good. It's a mutual feeling, because I'm addicted to you too, you are my fix, my love and my life" I said holding his hand, and he carress the golden ring on my finger

"I won't get tired of making love to you, Lex. I am addicted to it already." Lexus could not hide his happiness upon hearing his wife's admittance. "Then let me always be your drug that will satisfy your addiction, Sweety," he murmured with a happy smile. ============================== THE END ===============================

Day said quietly. “It’s fucked. We are fucked, because if either of us was going to walk away, it was going to be me. But I can’t. Not now. I’m more than addicted to him,” I whispered. “Talking to him just now made me realize. Addiction hurts, but not this much. Addiction doesn’t slice your soul in two if you’re apart.” My best friend took a deep breath. I knew. She knew. I looked Mish in the eye, too afraid to meet my best friend’s gaze. “For some awful reason, I am completely in love with the guy. And emotion and addiction don’t go well together. It’s as painful as it is pleasurable, but I can’t stop.”

She teased and he chuckled. "You love me like that. Don't lie. You like the whole of me and I'm obsessed with the whole of you, addicted even." He said, quietly and she could feel the breeze around her too. Her heart skipped a bit at his phone confession. "I'm addicted to you, Bella Mia. Fuçkin addicted, and I hate the thought of being set free from this addiction. Cage me like a bird on your palm with your fingers, I don't mind. I would do anything for you. No matter what."

“And besides all that, I love the way you fucking taste. I love the way you smell. I love the sounds you make when we kiss. I love the way you give in to the kiss and to me when I’m getting lost in you. If you’re going to accuse me of anything, accuse me of being here because I want more kisses. I want more of your taste and smell. I’m so addicted to you that I was practically desperate to get here tonight just so I could kiss you.” I slide my hand into her hair. “If you want to accuse me of that, then I have no excuse. I’m addicted, Sloane. I’m addicted to you. After just one night, I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop remembering the feel of your lips against mine. My lips tingle