Addicted To Loving You Novels & Stories

Our bodies had become slaves to biological need as raw need met with pure desire. Although I was inside her, fucking into her at a rapid speed, I still craved her so badly. It was official. I had become addicted to Leah and there was nothing that could cure it. Hell, I never wanted it to be cured even. I wanted my addiction to heighten with each passing second even. And a moment later, united by our shared hunger for each other, Leah and I were blasted by bombs of pleasure. “I love you,” I muttered against her lips after a while, my hands caressing the gorgeous dips and slopes of her body.

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"I didn't kiss you because I didn't want to get you upset with me...I didn't want to make you uncomfortable." "Then why are you holding back from touching me now?" "Do you know what you're asking for Sienna?"He asked. "I do." He looked away from me for a moment before turning to face me again. "If I should act on how I'm feeling right now... Sienna, if I should touch you more than this...I swear to God, I won't be able to keep my distance from you anymore. You have no idea how hard it is to see you and not make a move on you. And if you want me to tonight, Sienna, won't be able to let you go again even if you want me to.I'm addicted to you... Trust me...I've had other addictions...I could-st

“Stop now, else we are going to make love again.” “If you really don’t want it, then stop responding to me as if you want me as much as I want you.” “I can’t help it,” I say, closing my eyes as the sensation heightens. He shifts on the bed and pins me. “And I can’t help it as well. Every day that we are together, I am getting more and more addicted to you. I need to go to rehab if you ever leave me.” I frown at him. “Then you will be in rehab after two years.”

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

He had liked her so much, he could proclaim himself addicted to them. Because it wasn't just who he kissed, that had taken a back seat, what had made him addicted, was how he could feel so much love in a single kiss. It was as if he had lacked it since he was born and today he tasted for the first time, what it was like to feel loved and to receive love.

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

I muttered, fucking into his throat again, slamming his forehead—barely granting him a minute to spare and breathe. “And what does it say about me, baby? That I loved every depraved minute of it. That you had me addicted to you… high on you… that even now, I have a best friend… I have someone healthy, a chance at a happy relationship, but I’ll always choose you, Aiden, because you wired my head wrong, made me high as a kite on you,” I retorted. I swivelled my hips faster, watching him gag, eyes shut, me close to the edge every goddamn time. He grinned against my cock—that evil and mischievous glint in his eyes was just blatant for me to see.

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

Now I was hurt and angry “You want the truth?” “Yes tell me the truth, I need to know” “I’m addicted to you, I want your body every time I look at you or hear your voice, I want to make love to you over and over again non stop, so I came down here because I missed your body, and because I wanted this to be a good bye of whatever pleasure we both share, I don’t think forgetting about your body against mine is possible, but that does not mean I love you”