Addicted To You Krista Ritchie Novels & Stories

"Day three." "I resurface," Lucian said. "Publicly. It needs to look like I've accepted the loss and I'm moving on. Something that confirms to Adrian I'm no longer a variable." "You'd be drawing attention back to yourself." "Controlled attention. The kind that makes him feel safe enough to move." Kael closed the folder. The servers hummed against the wall. Outside the high windows the afternoon light was already changing, the city moving toward evening without any awareness of what was being assembled in this room.

He asked "He expected me to greet him after what he did last night" I thought... But any ways i still greated him. "Good morning"i said and he drew me closer to him i wanted to shout but he said "if you shout i will kiss you" so i shut my mouth and he cuddled me more and said "five more minutes... “Aww,” dexter chuckles as he came into the room without knocking,”You two make me sick! Now get up and make me some pancakes!”

"Thanks but..." "Don't tell me you don't drink, that's not right Cassie." Adam said with a smile as always. "I do." Cassie agreed immediately and right now she regrets her decision. She wished she hasn't, at least she'll still have her dignity intant. Cassie drank the whole juice with a smile though the drink was burning her throat but because she was determined to impress Adam she forced herself to drink it, unfortunately after that she fell into a deep sleep. Cassie woke up in her room, the next day, forgotten about all what happened that night. The only thing she remember was enjoying her night with Adam.

“Fuck you.” As she stormed out the door, his hand clamped around her biceps and he hauled her back to the bed. “Oh, you fucked me. Totally. You’ve got me coming and going so much I don’t know my name half the time. I’m twisted and tied up in you, so goddamn addicted. And you know the sad part? If you took the other man’s T-shirt off your gorgeous body right now, I’d stupidly fall to my knees and be ridiculously grateful for the chance to fuck you again.”

Kristel was embarrassed by what she’d done. She looked at Noah apologetically and said, “I shouldn’t use you to show my ex-husband I already moved on from him. It isn’t right that I will accept your confession even if—” “It’s okay, Kristel.” Noah cut her halfway. He went on, “I don’t mind if you want to use me to forget your ex-husband. Kristel, that's what I wanted to happen. I want you to give me a chance so that I can show you that you deserve all the love in the world. He didn't cherish you, but I will, Kristel.”

She made me lose focus on the world and see only her. In only the short time we'd been together, she'd gotten under my skin like no one else, even Jo. I'd never fallen so fast or so hard. I didn't do drugs, never had. Nevertheless, I imagined that Charli was like cocaine. One casual hit at a party—that was all I was after in Del Mar. One hit, one week. Since returning to New York, I'd tried to deny my addiction. Each day we were apart was another day clean, another day sober. I was able to detox because she was out of my life.

“Just do not leave without fucking me again. My cunt is still full of your cum and I need more.” Jake turned around fast, grabbed me by the throat with one big hand, and pushed me back against the kitchen counter. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to show who was in charge. “You really cannot get enough, can you? You are a fucking addict for my cock now huh?.” “Yes,” I gasped, grinding my soaked crotch against his thigh. “I am addicted. I will do anything for it. Please, Jake. Fuck me right here…. Bend me over the counter and fuck me all you want.”

“I love the way your lips part slightly when my thumb brushes over your clit, the way you start to pant for me, your eyes silently begging. Making you come is one of my favorite hobbies, baby." She bit down on her lip as my touch became rougher, more impatient. All the while, I continued to fuck her slowly, the whole world fading away. I didn't give a fuck anymore that there were hundreds of people listening to a seminar just below this balcony. All I could see was my wife. “I think I'm addicted to your pussy.” “I think I'm addicted to you," she whispered. I flicked her clit roughly, pushing her right to the edge. "I'll keep you hooked, baby. I'll keep feeding your addiction, so you'll never

But occasionally, I’ll glance up at Clint to be sure that was still there. “What happened to me fucking those other addictions out of your system, Keira?” “That’s not the same! That’s just replacing an addiction with another addiction. I would have to be out of my mind to get myself addicted to your cock.” “What’s so bad about getting addicted to it? It’s all yours if you want it,” Clint said, his voice dangerously low and seductive as he shifted towards me, narrowing the space by a great deal. “What about the woman I met here?” I blurted out without any thought.

". I asked him confused. "Right now, to me, my Addiction is loving you so immensely that I can’t seem to hide it, I wake up everyday to make sure that you lie next to me. With you, nothing is enough, I would always want more". I giggled lightly. "Liam, thats so sweet, thank you". "You are more addictive than any drug, I want to see you every time, feel you, touch you. You are my Addiction, Brianna and I think I'm Addicted To You".