Addicted To You Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

“That’s not going to happen.” My pulse quickened. “Why?” His answer came without hesitation. “Because I told you before.”His gaze softened slightly. “I’m already addicted to you.” The words made my chest tighten again.

“Just don’t say anything right now.” My hands shook as I tried to fix my appearance. My hair was completely dishevelled. My dress was wrinkled beyond repair. "That was a mistake," I said, trying to make my own brain believe it. "I’m drunk, emotional, and that was a huge mistake." "Was it?" Dante asked quietly. I looked at him. He was leaning back, watching me with an unreadable expression. "Yes," I said firmly. "Adrian just broke my heart tonight. And instead of dealing with it properly, I slept with his brother. That's messed up, Dante."

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.

We'll make sure your last night of freedom is unforgettable. I'd become addicted. Addicted to the way they made me feel—powerful and powerless at the same time. Addicted to being used, to being filled, to the way they treated me like a goddess and a whore in the same breath. Addicted to orgasms that actually shattered me instead of Derek's pathetic three-minute sessions that left me reaching for my vibrator the second he fell asleep.

Just like earlier whilst heading to this university, I couldn't even concentrate on the road whilst she was in the car. Fuck!, she is intoxicating, she has become our drug and we have taken the drug so deep that we don't even know when we became addicted to it, damn. As my shaft thrusts in and out of her, it would always throb with excitement showing how intense pleasure I was getting and I was a few seconds away every time from cumming. She is so sweet, too damn sweet. And where this is heading to if she ever says she doesn't want it again I swear we would lock her up in a hidden room and pleasure her for our whole life and no one else.

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 hated especially the anticipation his text made me feel. No. It had to stop. I had no idea how addictive the oil was, or how hard it would be to wash it off and get clean. I’d heard some creepy stories back in prison, about how regular opioids caused physical addiction in only five days, and in only two weeks people just couldn’t function without it in their system, not to mention how excruciating the cleansing could be. But I had no choice. I needed to put an end to it, or I would never have the guts to face up to Big Ellie and get rid of him for good. That was the only way to start making my life something other than a relentless burden of pressure and lies.

Xavier POV Archer and I always went club for stress reliever. You know hot sex is the best stress reliever if I may say. After drinking a few rounds. Girls immediately flocking at us. Women are always like this. When you have money and looks they will beg for you. And that's exactly what I want. Two girls made their way to me. As the both sit in my lap now. Wow! Well well! What's with this girls up to now? Threesome? Hahaha.. I won't back out!

"I do." Damian was surprised by her sudden answer. "I'm addicted to you too. I just don't know why. You hurt me but I keep coming back to you. I wanted to leave once the first week was over but seeing you like this made me stay. I don't know why and I don't understand it and I don't want to. I love you too." Damian looked at Lilian as if she had not just said what she said. He pulled her close gently and kissed her full on the lips. Lilian melted into his warmth. She had missed it so much. Damian pulled away and stroked her cheek lovingly.