Addicted Series Novels & Stories

No thrill in this world could be compared to the thrill of watching sheets slipping off her soft feminine curves. Adrenaline jumps through his veins when they glide down her delicate bosoms, exposing those twins to his eyes. His claim on them was more than visible. What a joy it is to see his bite marks all over her easily impressionable skin. They testified to their intense, hot love-making last night. Asher had indulged his carnal desires many times in the past but never he got addicted to fucking someone. However, after fucking Serena raw, he felt himself getting obsessed with it. He just couldn't stop thinking about taking her again since last night. She had turned into some sort of addi

“Get Daddy nice and wet. I’m going to breed you soon.” I took him into my mouth eagerly, sucking and licking while saliva dripped down my chin. Aiden casually checked his phone with one hand while slowly fucking my throat with shallow thrusts. Every few minutes he would push my head down until my nose pressed against his pelvis and hold me there, cutting off my air until my eyes watered. I gagged and drooled, but I didn’t fight it. I was starting to crave the roughness. This is addiction, I realized as tears slipped down my cheeks. Real addiction. I barely remember what my apartment looks like. My camera is collecting dust in the corner. All I think about is being full of him.

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.”

Why I kept my distance in the first place! She's always been like this for me. Like some drug. Some obsessive, intoxicating drug that once you have a taste, you keep going back for more. Never getting enough. Never getting satisfied. You just keep wanting more. More and more every single day until you're an addict! You become an addict. Then you can do nothing else but focus on that drug. That was what was happening to me right now. I was heading into that dark hole. But this time... It's a woman named Serena. The God damned bane of my existence.

Security wasn't needed if anyone made a wrong move he wouldn't think twice about killing them on the spot. Jack waited until the crowd at the stage died down. He wanted to tip her. After all he owed her that much even if she never spoke to him again. He dug in his pockets to see what he had on him. Jack found the hundred dollar bill that he set aside. He was going to use this money to aid his habit during the work week. "Damn it!" he scuffed. It would come down to this wouldn't it. He left her side to feed the beast within but never felt satisfied. The beasts hunger grew with every passing week and it never was enough. He was faced with the same decision that tore them apart. Be addicted or

"I know you have been stalking me. How long has it been going on like that? To meet your grandfather, you stoop this low, like paying those homeless people there to kill me? What? Did you plan to meet him in the morgue or graveyard?" Her back stiffened as Bash used that word. Graveyard. It triggered a memory that she had to shake away from her mind. "It's your...mental breakdown talking. It's okay. I can feel you." She lowered her gaze, not wanting Bash to see her red-rimmed eyes. Trying hard to keep her emotions at bay, she ranted, "That is normal after what happened to you in that street. People there can be violent because of poverty, unemployment, and addiction that an addict can't get r

And then there was the hidden camera. But for weeks now, all I had been seeing was black. The thing had gone dark, and with it, a part of me felt like it was suffocating. I stared at the screen, willing it to come back to life one day like I was chasing a high I couldn’t reach. I didn’t even realize how addicted I was to it until that blank screen started screaming at me.

He sits up and pulls off my top, leaving my breasts bare. My nipples are hard, standing tight, begging for him. “Damn!” Adam exclaims before taking my breasts into his mouth. Heat engulfs me as he sucks and nibbles, his hand fumbling with my other breast. The sensation is heaven, and my pussy throbs harder, wetness soaking the sofa beneath me. Adam kisses his way up, from my breasts to my ears. “Baby,” he whispers, “I know you’re drunk. But I’m gonna give you something else to get drunk on. I’m gonna give you a new kind of addiction.”

She said "It was my Ex Boyfriend, Luke Chamberlain. He was actually Danielle's boyfriend, but I snatched him, and it ruined my life, I felt drawn to him, he was the darkness, so fucking dark and damn toxic, and I was Addicted to him. After the first abuse, I should have left him, a normal person would, but I was not a normal person, I was an Addict, A Chronic Addict. I grow addicted to him and I couldn't help myself, it took Danielle almost dying for me to quit" "Luke kidnapped us, the three of us; Danielle, Violet and I, he was going to kill us, actually rape us before killing us. It was and still is the saddest phase of my life, I almost lost my friends all because of my Addiction to him.

The sheets got stained with my semen. I rolled beside her, pulling her closer to me. “I don't know what I am going to do now.” Luna looked up, “What do you mean?” I smiled, “I'm addicted to you, baby. I don't think I can have enough of you ever.” Luna giggled, and cupping my face she kissed me gently. My heart hammered inside my chest, and it only got whenever I hit the gym. Her one kiss simply made the organ beat. “You are a tempting man yourself, Mr. Aaron.”