Addicted To You Novels & Stories

"..There is so much a man can tell you So much he can say You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain Baby, to me, you're like a growing Addiction that I can't deny Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby? But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large And the light that you shine can't be seen? I've been kissed by a rose on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey And if I should fall, will it all go away? I've been kissed by a rose on the grey.." Shit.. Kaden is an addiction! Is this healthy? This overwhelming craving to be close to him.

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

I felt terrible about what she had to go through growing up, all I wanted to do was protect her and I felt as if I had already failed, because she grew up with this monster. So, I tried another attempt to stay away from her, but then here I was offering to take her to work and helping her get another job. After that first kiss, I knew I couldn't stop. I wanted to stay away, but I couldn't and every day I was with her I wanted to know more about her. I wanted to know all of her favourites, all of her hates. Every time I see the colour orange, which is her favourite colour, all I could do is think about her. How annoying, right? To think of a person every time you see this particular colour. I

You are my addiction is the story of people who are obsessed and addicted to their partners. ____________THE END____________ Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who supported me. I hope you loved the story. English is not my first language, so please forgive me if there are any verbal mistakes in the story with that and enjoyed the story. If I will update a new story, I will drop it in the comment box, till then take care all Guys love you all...!!

Tomorrow the real war would begin. And I was going to enjoy watching their empire burn while Kane fucked me through every victory. I kissed Kane deep and whispered against his lips. I want it all. He smiled dark and proud. You will have it my greedy queen. Every single piece. The addiction had turned into something much more dangerous. I was no longer just addicted to Kane’s cock. I was addicted to power. And I was ready to take everything.

Only by kissing them could one understand how wonderful they felt. One would become addicted and obsessed with them. However, why did he seem to be the only one addicted to it? Why was he still so easily influenced by her and could even go out of control?

CHAPTER ONE Alex's Pov "Tell me what you're thinking right now." I stared at the message glowing on my phone screen, my thumb hovering over the keyboard. It was past midnight, and I should have been asleep, but these conversations had become my addiction. Three months of talking to someone who didn't know my last name, didn't know where I worked, didn't know anything except the parts of myself I chose to reveal. "I'm thinking about how strange it is that you know me better than people I see every day," I typed back.

My other hand was frozen with my middle finger resting on her opening and my palm laid down on the underside of her bruised ass. As I continued to pleasure her with my mouth and fingers, I knew that I was addicted to her. Addicted to the way her moans filled the room, addicted to the way her body arched and writhed underneath mine. But I wasn't just addicted to the physical pleasure, I was addicted to her. I was addicted to the way she saw me, the way she needed me, the way she loved me. And I knew that I never wanted to let go of that addiction.

I pulled off Tyler’s cock with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my lips to his glistening head, and looked up at all six men with pure addiction in my eyes. “Because last night broke me in the best way possible,” I confessed breathlessly. “One cock isn’t enough anymore. I need to be surrounded, stretched, filled, and covered. I need to be passed around and used like a cheap cumdump while my boyfriend watches. I’m addicted… and I don’t ever want to be cured.” The room filled with low, hungry groans. Tyler grabbed my head and pushed back into my throat.

“Every hole. Every time we want.” Rico groaned as I stroked him faster. “Boss’s daughter is our dirty little fuck toy now.” I came hard, screaming around Jax’s cock as my pussy clamped down on Marcus. My whole body shook, juices running down his balls. They didn’t stop. They kept using me, switching positions, passing me around like a toy. By the time the first load of cum shot down my throat from Jax, I already knew I was addicted. This was just the beginning. And I couldn’t wait for them to break every rule and ruin me completely.