Addicted To You Novels & Stories

"I know you have been stalking me. How long has it been going on like that? To meet your grandfather, you stoop this low, like paying those homeless people there to kill me? What? Did you plan to meet him in the morgue or graveyard?" Her back stiffened as Bash used that word. Graveyard. It triggered a memory that she had to shake away from her mind. "It's your...mental breakdown talking. It's okay. I can feel you." She lowered her gaze, not wanting Bash to see her red-rimmed eyes. Trying hard to keep her emotions at bay, she ranted, "That is normal after what happened to you in that street. People there can be violent because of poverty, unemployment, and addiction that an addict can't get r

I didn't want to ever let go of Lisa but this. Shit! I can't let go of her. ' I can never let go of you, Lisa. You are my addiction. My obsession. An addiction I don't want to get rid of. One I am incapable of getting rid of.'

Douglas pulled my panties down and grabbed my bottom with both hands and squeezed my cheeks. “It’s so bouncy. You’re so plump and fair. I didn’t expect you to have such a good figure at such a young age.” I felt something pressing against me, and it broke through the last of my defenses. Even though I rationally knew that I should not be doing this, my addiction took over me. I needed something inside me. My body became limp. It was as if a fire had lit up within me. I was dizzy and could not think straight.

Now what you’re going to do is fucking simple, I want you to become a fucking drug to Diego, more of a poisonous drug. Puzzlement clouded my face at the words. Poisonous drug? What does that mean. ‘I don’t understand?’ ‘He’s a fucking sex addict and once you get someone badly addicted to something, specifically someone, it’s hard for the person to pull through from it….. That’s what I want you to become, I want you to sex him every single day and have him totally intoxicated.’ ‘And then what?’ I questioned.

The little moans that escaped her throat into my mouth when I worked my way through it with her tongue. Only the Moon goddess knows how much I held myself back from making love to her. Ashanti. She is the object of all my desires. She's raiding my mind every second of the day. She's making lose my fucking senses. She's destroying me without even realising it. She's like a drug… terribly addictive. I should not have spent last night with her. I brought doom upon myself by spending all those hours with her by my side. I am addicted to her. I can't do without her.

Damien roared and buried himself deep, flooding my womb with another massive load of thick, hot cum. We stayed like that for a long time, him buried inside me, his hand gently stroking my hair as I trembled in his arms. "You’re addicted now, aren’t you?" he whispered. I nodded weakly, tears of overwhelming pleasure and guilt in my eyes. "Yes… I’m addicted to you." Mason kissed me deeply, sealing my fate. "Good. Because I’m nowhere near done ruining you, little sister."

Ella walking on the treadmill with her phone in her hand smiling at the message that popped into her phone,not looking forward, and someone mistakenly bumped on her making her phone to slipped from her hold and it scattered. What how dare you Ella yell angrly and grab the stranger clothes with her blue eye ball turning red. Let go of me, the stranger said breathing like someone who ran 800 meters race. Are you insane, look you broke my phone Ella surd angrly.

Once I find her, whoever she is, I will never hesitate to kiss her, hold her, hug her, own her entire body, heart, and soul. For some unexplainable reason, I just wanted that person to be mine. Mine alone. Addiction, madness, whatever I can call how I feel, I don’t care anymore. That person is mine, and once I find her, I will never let her go no matter what happens. There’s no way I could.

I whispered seductively, kissing Leigh intensely, hungrily, as I effortlessly carried her to the bed. As I brought my wife to the seventh heaven, I smiled, not telling her my deepest secret yet, that just like her, I was addicted to her, too. Kayleigh David is my Pandora’s box, someone I can’t resist, a gift from heaven, and despite having personal issues at some times, I believe it is what will make our life one exciting roller coaster ride.

i hear the door barricaded and his footsteps growing near me and i close my eyes in fear, ready to be raped by this god again. i hear his shorts drop between his tanned, hair-speckled legs, he slaps his monster cock in his hand, the thick clap it emanates makes me feel it inside me already. i am ready. when you are first violated, you will want nothing more than to leave… to cry and scream… but after; you become addicted. addicted to the state of pain your aggressor inflicts upon you. addicted to the warmth of the cock ravaging your guts. addicted to the feeling of your cum-flooded insides. i will never be the man i once was; and i dont want to be ever again…