Novel & Cerita Addicted To Loving You

“Then why are you holding back from touching me now?” “Do you know what you’re asking for Tessa?”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…Tessa,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,Tessa,I 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 stop smoking but I can’t stop you….I can’t stop loving you and that makes me insane sometimes.”

I'm sure there's happiness and endless love between us but pain was always on the way to destroy us. But maybe...even there's pain I always choose to love him endlessly. I didn't mind the pain. I felt like I feel numb for it. And while loving him...I am also loving the pain. That's why I got addicted. I got addicted I don't know how to rehab. I know it would sounds crazy...but along with the pain I'm feeling while loving him...I will never let go of him and I will always hold on to his promise. He promised me he'll be back. He promised me he'll find me no matter what. He promised that we'll see each other again and I trust him. I can wait for him. Even it's a months, days, weeks, or even yea

Thе wау he lоvіnglу held mу hаnd and hіѕ sweet wоrdѕ; I’d never get tіrеd of hеаrіng his vоісе. I fеlt thе addiction runnіng thrоugh my vеіnѕ. I wаѕ completely hooked, and Jоеl was mу only сhоісе оf drug. I knew I wаѕ fаllіng hard, caught up in his ѕреll. I juѕt hореd thаt іt was a gооd thіng as I no lоngеr had thе strength to fight іt.

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“So tight. So perfect. I love feeling you cum on me, Maya. You’re mine. All mine. No one else will ever have you like this.” He kept fucking me gently through my orgasm, slow deep strokes that prolonged the pleasure. His hips ground against my clit with every thrust, his heavy balls pressing against my ass. One hand cupped my breast, thumb stroking my nipple tenderly now, while the other held my hip, guiding me. “I love you,” I whispered breathlessly, holding him tighter. “Even when you’re dark and possessive… I love you.” His thrusts grew slightly deeper but still controlled, his breathing ragged against my ear. “I’m addicted to you, baby. Obsessed. I’d burn the world for you. This pussy is

My dick is drunk in her juices. I'm addicted. Intoxicated. Completely taken, and madly fucking in love. I keep discovering new depths of my love for Hermione and there's no returning to normal. “Yeahhhhhh, mmmmhhh,” she moans into my mouth, “Adam you… you're mine!” She breathes out. “My heart and soul is just for you alone, my love” I groan into her mouth as my arm lifts her ass on my dick, thrusting deeper with a raw need I can't control anymore.

"Only ever for you." I pushed back inside her, both of us groaning at the sensitivity. This time, I faced her, watching her face as I fucked her slowly and thoroughly. "I love you," I muttered against her mouth. "I love you so fucking much." "I love you too," Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper. "Don't stop. Don't ever stop." I couldn't even if I wanted to. She was an addiction, and I was too far gone to care about the consequences.

I clench around him, humiliated and wrecked. I shake my head. He thrusts harder, his grip tightening, his voice pure filth in my ear. “Say it, Sienna.” I break. “I love it,” I whisper. He growls. “Louder.” “I love it,” I sob, my body shattering completely. And as I come, as I fall apart beneath him, I finally understand. I’m fucking addicted to this. To him.

“And besides all that, I love the way you fucking taste. I love the way you smell. I love the sounds you make when we kiss. I love the way you give in to the kiss and to me when I’m getting lost in you. If you’re going to accuse me of anything, accuse me of being here because I want more kisses. I want more of your taste and smell. I’m so addicted to you that I was practically desperate to get here tonight just so I could kiss you.” I slide my hand into her hair. “If you want to accuse me of that, then I have no excuse. I’m addicted, Sloane. I’m addicted to you. After just one night, I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop remembering the feel of your lips against mine. My lips tingle

My fingers kept moving, slow circles over the swollen head. “You love me too much to watch me stop breathing. More than you ever loved her. Everything you couldn’t give her—every dark thing, every brutal thing—you’ve already poured into me. You’ve fucked me raw in ways you never dared with her. You’ve bruised me, marked me, made me cry and beg and come so hard I black out. And you’d give me more. Because I can take it. I crave it. I come harder when you hurt me just right. I beg louder when you remind me I’m nothing without your cock splitting me open. I’m addicted to the way you own me, break me, rebuild me around your dick.”