Novel & Cerita Addicted

"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 muttered before pulling her close to kiss her madly. Her hands lay flat above his chest and abdomen, sparking the intense hotness he's feeling everytime he wants it. He knows to himself that he's an addict, but not an addict that would go so high from consuming his own drugs but in another way. Addicted to feel pleasure, thinking about banging every woman he wanted, hard and spiced with his violent pleasurable behavior in bed. He's addicted with the smell of new made money. He's addicted to chase the tails of the people who stepped on him. And he wants himself to return.

WU Addiction, a habit or practice that damages, jeopardizes or shortens one's life but when ceased causes trauma. Addiction, no matter how fancy one describes it, it damages. It is the fact that you do something, you know hurts you. But just keep doing it, because of something temporary, something you feel. ~ Wu is a softie. Beneath those thick yards of woman material that craved drugs was just a really just a messed up piece of shit.

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"I know. We pushed too far. Again." "It was... terrifying," I whisper. "And I... I wanted more. Even while I was screaming 'Red', a part of me wanted to stay in the loop." I pull back, looking at him with wide, horrified eyes. "Fuck, Alex. I'm addicted. I can't stop chasing the next level." "Analysis," Echo’s voice intrudes, sounding painfully clinical. "Addiction indicators: Elevated. Dopamine receptors: Desensitized. Recommendation: Reduce usage by 40% to restore cognitive clarity."

“This pussy… Jesus.” I held on to him tighter, feeling my legs open as he hit the perfect spot. Every time we hooked up, I went home later and later. We seemed to crave each other more, not less. Our passion turned into something combustible. We couldn’t stop. Not for anything, not for anyone. We were both addicted. “Don’t stop…don’t ever stop.”

It was the perfect plan. Next read: The Perfect Plan, it’s a spinoff of Addicted to You and features Travis’ and Tiffany’s story.

The water was cold and the man didn't shiver at all maybe it was to control the growing desire in him to go down a bit. He felt like touching her,crushing every barrier between them,hearing her call out his name under him, holding her in his embrace,kissing every part of her top to bottom,marking every part of her,claiming her in every way,being the one in her heart and always to be with her. He didn't know what to call the feeling that was fueling him but he knew that he needed her no he wanted her body and soul. Her smile,laugh and voice tickled his manhood. Made him go crazy.

Every time it happened, I told myself it was another mistake, but I just couldn't stop myself I couldn't even believe what I was doing. Justin kept sweet-talking me every day, and I actually started believing his words. He told me that Alex could not take care of me properly. Because Alex was always traveling for work, I was always left all alone in our big house. I remember so many lonely nights when I would just be alone in bed fingering myself because I was so desperate for touch. All I wanted and needed was my husband Alex, but he was never there. So, to quench my desire, I would turn to my boss the next day.

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."