Addicted Jock Novels & Stories

He stared at her " your one in this world that we belong to , when I saw you at first.. You seemed lost somewhere far in the sea and I wanted to retrieve you.. To get a hold of you You came as a treasure to me" he seemed lost of words on how to explain himself. He was never the romantic type but with her he was ready to try. "Am addicted to you and am deep in to it" he added and her lips displayed a beautiful smile that got him also smiling

said Stella and sat beside Chloe. "It's different and I won't let you touch the tip of a nail." Vikky and the others laughed. "Why are you so possessive mash" said Vikky "I've never even seen you this possessive mash" said Marlon and immediately sat down beside Vikky Mashii is silent. He also sleeps knowing why he is like this, he just doesn't want what belongs to him to be touched or even owned by someone else. "Chloe, you know the woman over there who is staring at you ??" Said Vikky pointing at the woman on the opposite who was wearing drinking clothes and wine in his hand.

I crossed my legs beneath the table and leaned back in the booth. He caught his tongue between his teeth and studied me for a moment. “A couple of years ago. And before you ask, no, sex isn’t an outlet for some monumental fuck-up in my childhood. I like sex, I had a bit too much, and I got addicted. It works the same way as any addiction. You get one taste, you want more and more, then suddenly you can’t live without it.” His eyes were focused on mine as he said the last sentence. The very same sentence wrapped around me, tightening my chest and ricocheting off every corner of my mind.

I wish I was sober to shut them up and tell them it was wrong, but I was too drunk to focus on the seriousness of the situation. And I also have no idea what my future awaited me. “Man, I’d tap that. Have you seen that booty?” “Yeah, man.” Another teammate said I think it was Shane. “She’s well endowed in those areas.” I vaguely recalled him making the boob gesture with his hands. “Sweet-Potato Emily might be hiding a pornstar’s body.” Roland chuckled evilly. I should be fucking ashamed of what these boys were talking about, but I sat there and listened.

He added, walking towards the window from where the streetlight was falling on his back and coming at us through his sides. "Hurt me, he loves me a lot and you know that too," I pulled Maddox close to me, our back facing the bed as we faced Jace. "Umm, but then he will have his son by his side. You know I figured out that you are as disgusting as him, so what if I kill Maddox?" He stroked his gun on his chin, "Listen first! I mean, how sweet it will be. Everything you will see in each other’s eyes is missing that little devil. Back to zero," he laughed.

A bald-headed white lady was giving him a lap dance; he was rocking his head, feeling the song while gripping the woman's buttocks. Several bottles of drinks were littering the glass table, as well as packets of cigarettes. I took a seat opposite him before picking up a locked bottle of liquor and cocking it open. I picked up a glass cup and poured it inside before gradually sipping it without minding the display in front of me. Jerry is a man that doesn't like to be disburbed when he is in this kind of mood; he is five years older than me, which makes me often give him some respect.

Cheers from the audience echoed all around. Matthew scanned every movement in front of him again, taking in the first experience of being in a crazy game that was usually just a spectacle. He promised it was only this once and never again. "Yes, just once," assured Matthew as he moved Rena's ankles between his shoulders and began to jerk as hard as he could. But he was addicted. *** "Well, thank you very much for accompanying me to the factory owner directly." Darren greeted the man who was probably almost half a century old in front of the prefabricated building used as the product packaging area.

He banged his fist on the wall frustratingly. "I want you rose and I promise I will make you mine." After showering he came out and looked at his empty bed, he didn't felt like sleeping on it without her, he was getting addicted to the peace and comfort she was providing him, he head towards his office and opened the bottle of whiskey, he sat there the whole night drinking and drowning himself in her thoughts... Jack entered the office and saw Damian sitting there drinking... "Still awake ? " He said sitting beside him... "Ohh Iet me guess you are missing your little bodyguard, right..."

I muttered under my breath without thinking, "I'm obsessed with my brother's best friend. I haven't even told her I love her yet." "Wait, what? Are you messing with us right now?" he said, chuckling, because he clearly didn't believe what I'd just said. “Man is drunk. The alcohol is frying his brain.” Another friend added as he raised his glass in my direction. Yeah, they had no reason to believe me. What I'd just admitted sounded completely insane even to my own ears. "See you guys later," I told them quickly and ran back down from the VIP section, heading toward the entrance to ask the guards.