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DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS

I ask her as I take a seat in the sand while she sits beside me. "Sure, what about Mike?" "Well I have to tell you something so please hear me out and if you have questions then please ask afterwards ok?" "Sure!" "Well I want you to know the story about me and Rosetta. Rosetta and I....we fell in love with each other back then....but until today i feel quirky about it, it should have never happened because i was her teacher and she was just 17 and I'm much older than her so by law i would have been in trouble. In the end of the year I broke off the thing we had because of her mother who found out and told me to send the cops on my ass if I didn't and of my own conscience that kept telling me

I hoped that wouldn’t change after today. I closed the gap between us, my lips hovering just a hair’s breadth from hers. “Like this,” I said, brushing my lips lightly against hers. I thought I was already hot, but the heat that rushed up my body from that brief contact had me rethinking my choices. I brushed my lips against hers one more time, and hers remained still, just like any inexperienced person would do. I pulled back right before I could lose my sanity and take more than she offered. I knew my limits, and I was already over those damn limits. I desperately needed a release because I was already sore down there. I wouldn’t be able to hold on to my restraint if this kept up.

Too much time. My mind wouldn’t shut up. Lila’s voice kept playing on repeat. “I am in love with you.” “I don’t know how or when it happened, but I am in love with you.” What the fuck is wrong with her? I sighed heavily and ran my hand through my hair. My fingers gripped the steering wheel tighter. I stared straight ahead at the empty road, headlights cutting through the dark. The words didn’t make sense. They couldn’t. She was young. Confused. Caught up in the heat of everything we’d done. It was lust. It was the rush of something forbidden. It wasn’t love. It couldn’t be love.

She was only thankful for finding out what he was doing before letting him take her virginity. "You can't hate all men because of Jon being a pig. Many nice guys have tried to date you, but you turned them all down. Don't let that idiot ruin your life, Nat." Cara had been with several men but never got attached to any of them. She was just having fun.

she’d retorted, her words sharp and final. He had tried to hold on, having been raised in a family where love was an enduring thing. His parents, his sister Alanna with her husband, even his grandparents were his blueprint for a great love story. He had wanted one for himself so desperately that he tried to force the pieces of his and Suhana’s puzzle to fit. But they didn’t. The picture was wrong, so with a heavy heart, he had let her go, choosing the lonely path of integrity over the comfortable lie of a mismatched relationship.

Emma’s eyes scanned the screen, her heart sinking as she read Daniel’s words to Alicia: > "I love Emma, but sometimes it feels like something is missing in our marriage. Maybe it's the passion? I can't talk to her about my work the way I can with you. She doesn't understand the business world, and that makes it hard. Even our sex life, as great as it is, feels a bit routine after ten years. With you, I feel like I can be myself completely. You get me in ways Emma never has." Emma’s face twisted with pain as she read the messages. “What would you do if you caught your husband sending such messages to his ‘friend’?”

One of the attendants gestures towards the black Maserati that pulls up and I eye it briefly in appreciation before turning back to him. “I know what it’s like to fall in love with someone you shouldn’t,” he continues. “While our situations are different, they are similar in that we both had something to lose. There are no fraternization policies in place for a reason and I broke all of them and some that didn’t exist before that certainly do now.” He chuckles. “Get in front of it before you get caught. It’s much easier, I promise.” “I don’t think—” “Don’t even say you’re not in love with her.” He gives me a look. “It’s written all over your face.” He moves toward his car. “Hers too for that

dad paused looking at uncle Ben weirdly, asking for permission to continue and uncle Ben waves his hands in approval. “This chance I speak of, was when she broke up with her boyfriend,” I gasped, “oh yes pumpkin Idris was in a relationship, he became friends with her, mended her heart, became the best companion but when he confessed his feelings for her. She slapped him and told him she was never going to date again.” “That's sad father,”

He said I was still so young and had a lot to experience, it was true he was wiser beyond his years, he had been a vampire for over a century after all. But in the end there was no choosing when it came to having a mate, there wasn’t anyone else I wanted. And besides it would be just too painful for the both of us if we kept ourselves separate for any longer than we already had. So as soon as I had my twentieth birthday, I sniffed him out and found him again. We both still couldn’t truly believe a vampire and werewolf had been destined to protect and love each other for eternity. This was just so unheard of and absolutely forbidden.