Novel & Cerita Addicted To Loving You

They paid double when we kissed and swapped their cum between our mouths. Back home, the addiction consumed us completely. We loved it. The soreness between our legs after a long night, the sticky feeling of dried cum on our skin, the way our pussies throbbed with memories of being stretched and used. “We’re addicted, baby,” Mom moaned one night as she ground her clit against mine after a particularly brutal session with four clients. “And I fucking love it. Your dad’s death left me empty. You filled me with this… this fire.”

“Won’t leave you. Love you too much.” “Oh God, Marcus, I love you,” I cry out, my nails digging into his back as waves of pleasure build. “You’re the best thing that’s happened to me. After all that crap back home, you’re my fresh start.” He kisses my neck, biting gently. “And you’re my addiction. Can’t get enough of you.” We keep going like that, words tumbling out between gasps and moans. “Tell me you love me,” I demand, clenching around him.

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

Day said quietly. “It’s fucked. We are fucked, because if either of us was going to walk away, it was going to be me. But I can’t. Not now. I’m more than addicted to him,” I whispered. “Talking to him just now made me realize. Addiction hurts, but not this much. Addiction doesn’t slice your soul in two if you’re apart.” My best friend took a deep breath. I knew. She knew. I looked Mish in the eye, too afraid to meet my best friend’s gaze. “For some awful reason, I am completely in love with the guy. And emotion and addiction don’t go well together. It’s as painful as it is pleasurable, but I can’t stop.”

Are you insane, look you broke my phone Ella surd angrly. (What am I going to do the guys that are chasing me are almost here) (An ideal popped into his head and he smiled devilishly with a smirk plaster on his face). (he kissed her) I stood like a status calculating it like a theory (my first kiss) The guys that were chasing me past us and I broke the kiss, a resounding slapped landed on my face!! How dare you kiss me you jerk Ella yell angrly hitting him.

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I'm addicted. I'm so addicted to you, Cole Aiden Miller, and that sucks!

I asked in curiosity. " Then.. I fell in love. I fell in love with the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Then I realized what my mother said was very true. The girl I fell in love with was the only person who had control over me even when she had no idea. She made me different. She changed my concept of life, she made me happier without raising a finger. I stopped craving control, I stopped craving the power. I just wanted her. And when I had her, I abandoned everything else. I began a new life and I've never been happier. But I made a vow to myself, I swore to never get her involved with the life I lived before and to do that I had to avoid anything linking me to it. Even if it was famil

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

I push back, relishing in the vibration of the moan he makes against my mouth. "Should I continue like this or use my fingers?" He says against my lips and I groan. "Don't move," I say between clenched teeth. What I was feeling in this moment was something entirely different and I was damned if I was giving it up. My heartbeat is loud within my ears. In the pit of my stomach, the heat continued to grow, climbing higher and higher. I poured all of my love for this man into our kisses, consuming his mouth with my own. I need more of him. I am addicted to everything about him. I love his taste, his smell and the feel of him. I love him so much.