Addicted Novels & Stories

I suck her clit into my mouth and her entire body shakes with pleasure. She's my high and I'm addicted to her as I watch her eyes roll back. A niggling doubt exists at the back of my brain, knowing like a crack addict that my addiction is dangerous, but quitting is just as difficult. I push it out of the forefront of my mind and focus on the beauty before me, drowning in this feeling. And I devour her, wanting nothing but to bring her to climax as if I'm a slave to her pleasure. Never before have I felt such a desperate need to inflict pleasure, it's normally pain.

Yes, Maureen admits she is cheap for being weak in the face of the greatest temptation that greets. The sighs that came out were no longer able to be held back by biting her lips as hard as possible. No matter if it is a friend or even someone's husband, the space that limits her, the tiredness of resisting, Maureen is entangled in an addiction that keeps asking to be satisfied. The pleasure that blew away consciousness made Maureen trapped in distortion. Her body feels lifted high, then fully forced in. Maureen was wide-eyed to find herself clinging naked to Darren's lap. "Don't ask me to stop!" Darren pleaded firmly.

I love babies. who aren't annoying. "Next." I said. "Last and the most important one." She said as I kept my attention on her. "Addiction." She said as I looked at her with a confused face cause what type of addiction. I surely don't have an addiction. "Like what?" I asked. "Drugs, smoking and drinking till you pass out." She said as I completely went silent. I fucked up bad...... Zeeshant you piece of shit didn't even understand her staying away from you while you were smoking. Dumb, you dumb.

All vampires had the power to coerce almost every single person, into doing whatever it was they wanted them to do. Right now, I could feel that Matt had used his coercion on her, and that was why she was succumbing so easily, and feeling at home so quickly. Well, I didn't blame Matt for this at all, because right now the last thing we needed was someone who would delay us in making our plans. Even though I had forbidden Matt from using his coercive powers on anyone of us, I wasn't prone to it for some reason. I stopped him from using it because of my other friends who didn't have the same immunity I had.

You are my addiction is the story of people who are obsessed and addicted to their partners. ____________THE END____________ Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who supported me. I hope you loved the story. English is not my first language, so please forgive me if there are any verbal mistakes in the story with that and enjoyed the story. If I will update a new story, I will drop it in the comment box, till then take care all Guys love you all...!!

"You're... unique…" “Sweetheart…” “I want you, Neve… Only you… I want you so badly I can't do anything without seeing you, feeling you, tasting you… You got me so addicted to you…" An anguished sound was torn from his throat just a heartbeat before his mouth fused with hers again. He kissed her fiercely, his tongue plowing deep with undisciplined passion. Again, his hand pushed slightly aside the robe and found her breast. Aiden kneaded it possessively. Her nipple pearled beneath the finessing of his thumb and they both shuddered under the impact of inundating desire.

Brayden raised an eyebrow wondering what she meant. “No? Well one can be addicted to love or the idea of it. I could have let go of Chad long ago. I was addicted to the misery and the fact that if I felt something I hadn’t wasted all that time and at least I gave my heart even if it was broken in the end. I was addicted to be broken hearted. Maybe it’s not as destructive as gambling or drinking or drugs or something but it definitely crippled my life for two years.”

He came first, untouched, crying out my name as he clenched around me. I followed soon after, burying deep and pumping him full. “Take every drop. That’s my good obsessed boy.” We didn’t stop. After a short break where I fed him water and kissed him tenderly, I had him riding me. He bounced on my cock like he was made for it, hands on my chest. “Tell me how much you love it,” I demanded. “I love your cock so much, Kai,” he panted. “I’m addicted. I’d do anything for you. I’m so obsessed I can’t think straight when you’re not touching me.”

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.

The guilt about Jake was still there but the addiction grew stronger with every secret meeting. I realized right then that I was becoming completely addicted to this forbidden world. I did not want it to end. I wanted more of these powerful men using me whenever I needed it. The thought made me smile even as cum dripped down my thighs. This taboo game had changed me and I was not ready to walk away from it yet.