Addicted To Love Novels & Stories

He was really something else. I made my way towards the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My skin was flushed and there were red marks all over my neck and chest. I traced them with my fingers as a small smile played around the corner of my lips. He does know to pleasure a woman, I'll give him that. God, he was so fucking addicting, like a drug and I couldn’t get enough of him. I thought about all the women who had a share of him and felt a pang of jealously.

“No woman could ever make me come. Not once. I’d fuck, I’d try, but nothing, my body just shut down. Then you. Our first time. I came so hard I saw stars. After that… no one else existed. I never touched another woman. Never wanted to. I kept you close at first because I was addicted, I needed to keep coming inside you, needed that release only you could give. But night after night of burying myself in you, of waking up still hard and taking you again… it became love. The kind that consumes. I can’t imagine a single day without you in my bed, in my life, in my soul.” He hooked my top leg over his, opened me wider, and fucked me properly, in deep, possessive strokes.

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 do." Damian was surprised by her sudden answer. "I'm addicted to you too. I just don't know why. You hurt me but I keep coming back to you. I wanted to leave once the first week was over but seeing you like this made me stay. I don't know why and I don't understand it and I don't want to. I love you too." Damian looked at Lilian as if she had not just said what she said. He pulled her close gently and kissed her full on the lips. Lilian melted into his warmth. She had missed it so much. Damian pulled away and stroked her cheek lovingly.

he murmured quietly, “I’m already addicted to you. My heart skipped.

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

Gasping, my songbird digs her fingers into my shoulders, squeezing them for dear life while her beautiful moans turn into perfect screams. “Whose are you?” I repeat, wanting to hear more of it. “Who is the only one that can make you feel this good?” “You!” She screams, cumming around me. “L, it’s you! It’s only you.” “More!” One or two times wasn’t enough. I wanted to hear it again and again. I wanted to possess and dominate her again and again. I wanted to tie her up, bend her every which way, and break her so that she became addicted to my dick and my love, which was so fucking unhealthy. I wanted all of her, every inch of her, and I wanted to lock her away. I was addicted to her, and I wa

Her face winced a little when Erlan re-inserted his combat tool into her narrow cave. The movements made by Erlan to pump her core. The atmosphere in the room was getting hotter. The two human beings who had both been stuffed with aphrodisiac, were increasingly swept away in the wave of desire that was getting wilder. Both of their bodies were equally powerless against the reaction of the potent drug. They were both increasingly lulled in the nuances of pleasure that were getting more and more fiery. Mitha could only moan and hiss under the shackles of Erlan's muscular body.

"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.