I Am Addicted To U Novels & Stories

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...!!

She's a drug that I will let myself drown in addiction. She is only mine, and only I can do this to her.

"He's not addicted." "Yes, he is. He follows you like a wolf follows a trail. He can't stop himself. It's like he needs to be near you to breathe. It's like you're air and he's been drowning his whole life. You're the only thing that keeps him alive. You're the only thing that matters to him. You're his entire world. You're his everything. You're his reason to wake up in the morning. You're his reason to hope."

I'll be in contact. Then three hours of quiet.

They paid double when we kissed and swapped their cum between our mouths. Back home, the addiction consumed us completely. We loved it. The soreness between our legs after a long night, the sticky feeling of dried cum on our skin, the way our pussies throbbed with memories of being stretched and used. “We’re addicted, baby,” Mom moaned one night as she ground her clit against mine after a particularly brutal session with four clients. “And I fucking love it. Your dad’s death left me empty. You filled me with this… this fire.”

“I’m such a disgusting whore… and I can’t stop.” She was completely addicted. And the worst part? She wasn’t even sorry anymore.

The third missed target and landed beyond my mouth, but I used my finger to clean and licked it off of it, addicted to the cranky taste of him. He’s my heaven, my addiction, and my absolute ruin.

"Fine but you owe me." "Okay babes." All the eyes of the man were on them. One man even went up to Sabrina. "Miss how do you feel about being my woman." This was Cody a second generation rich kid. He partied till the sun came out. He had many woman around him begging for attention and he loved being the centre of attention. "No thanks I'm good." "Baby girl I.can take care of you and give you whatever you want in exchange for you." "No thanks but when I need a sugar daddy will call you."

She couldn’t help but moan louder, and the sensation only intensified, causing a soft whimper to slip from her lips. Hunter said sexily "Trust me baby, you don't want me to stop. You want more of my touches" Hunter bite her nipples lightly in teasing manner and Aurora felt her core wet and she arched her back to give him more access and whispered "please........" it seems like Aurora wasn't in denial but begging him to touch him more. Hunter was loosing his senses and is finger lazily going towards Auroras pussy just then Aurora said "I am your enemy's daughter"

No illusions of silk sheets or morning coffee. Killian doesn't call. Doesn't text. Why would he? I'm his monthly methadone, not his girlfriend. The scent of that morning coffee haunts me sometimes, popping up like a jump scare. I squash it flat, like grinding out a cigarette under my heel. Mistake. I chew on the word until it's flavorless pulp, leaving just the bitter aftertaste. It's a slow afternoon at the coffee shop, the kind where time stretches like cheap taffy. Lunch rush fizzled out, leaving a handful of laptop zombies in the corners, clacking away at god-knows-what.