Addicted Series Novels & Stories

He never missed any of the banquets mostly on behalf of her father, she wanted to see him and mostly talk to him. Looking in the far distance " what time are we leaving? " she asked silently and he placed his other hand under her chin bringing back her lovely face in to his view. There fingers were still intertwined together, she gave him a beautiful smile. Slowly and slowly she was becoming a drug The more closer he got to her the more addicted he was starting to get mostly to the daughter of his number one enemy.

I had known Mark for eight years, and I constantly yearned for his attention and longed to capture his heart during this whole time. I loved him, and he knew it. To make me give up, he brought back a girlfriend. People in his circle said I was addicted to loving him. They claimed I was a helpless lovestruck woman.But I didn’t care. There was nothing wrong with loving someone wholeheartedly.. To what extent had I become addicted? I had become addicted to the point where I didn't hesitate to get rid of any woman who got close to him.

“I love the way your lips part slightly when my thumb brushes over your clit, the way you start to pant for me, your eyes silently begging. Making you come is one of my favorite hobbies, baby." She bit down on her lip as my touch became rougher, more impatient. All the while, I continued to fuck her slowly, the whole world fading away. I didn't give a fuck anymore that there were hundreds of people listening to a seminar just below this balcony. All I could see was my wife. “I think I'm addicted to your pussy.” “I think I'm addicted to you," she whispered. I flicked her clit roughly, pushing her right to the edge. "I'll keep you hooked, baby. I'll keep feeding your addiction, so you'll never

I became addicted to the way she talks, the way her plump Tips will curve into a smile, the way she breathed, and even how fucking beautiful she looked when crying. Call me sick bastard, if you want. I know a part her of hates me for taking her away from her family and the people she cares about and also for hurting her, but I know a part of her wants me and this is very attractive to me. I plan to turn the hate around. When I'm with her, she halts my thoughts and the war inside my mind slowly chases away the devil in my mind. I stare at the ceiling. My lips curve into

"And I'm going to fuck you until you forget your own name." Yes. God, yes. The addiction was real, and I was diving in headfirst. “Please."

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.

“I’m such a disgusting whore… and I can’t stop.” She was completely addicted. And the worst part? She wasn’t even sorry anymore.

THBM EP 157 ~DOMINIC~ I had never been addicted to anything or anyone, so I never knew and expected how notoriously and nefariously painful withdrawal felt. How fucking restless I'd become if I lost a pet, how empty the house would feel, how cold it'd been all along before my little pet came along, how much I had slept and hoped to wake up the next day just to see that pretty little face that housed a small mouth that felt so fucking good around my cock. How much I would skitter down the road of destruction if the day ever came when I'd have to lose my pet, how berserk I'd go.

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.