I'm Hooked On A Feeling Novels & Stories

To have the tingling sensation throughout the body when you feel like crushing under a weight and at the same time feeling like a balloon of helium? The moment his hands reached to my waist, i realized i love him. All this is because i love him. Earlier i was skeptical about loving him and i was sure it was a mere attraction that i felt throughout. But now that i feel it, i love him from the moment he sat beside my 15 year old. I loved him. I loved Abhishek. My husband. My crush. I love him. I grasped when i felt all the warmness leaving me and it felt like i was left abundant in a cold night. I felt him wiping something off my cheeks and i opened my eyes. A tear.

“I just feel wrong.” He steps closer. Not touching. Just close enough that I feel him there. “Wrong how?” I press my hand flat to my chest. “Like something is pulling and not pulling at the same time. Like waiting on a breath that never comes. Like something is stretched. Like a rope pulled too tight. It has not snapped but it might.” He does not need me to explain what I mean. “The bond,” he says. “Yes,” I say. “It is there. I can feel it. But it is stretched thin. Like someone grabbed it and is walking away with it.”

"I can already tell. You're like a drug I didn't know I needed, and now I'm hooked. Every time I think I've had my fill, you pull me deeper." I swallowed hard, my body still fluttering around him with aftershocks, little sparks of pleasure that made me clench involuntarily. He groaned softly at the sensation, his hips twitching up once, drawing a whimper from me. "Good," I whispered, surprising myself with the boldness. My voice was hoarse from screaming, from moaning his name like a prayer. "Because you're already ruining me. I came here thinking this was just a deal—money for my mom, a way out of the hell I've been living. But now? Now I don't know who I am without this. Without you inside

I didn’t let go either, not when each sound felt like a song to my soul. I growled, the sound vibrating through her as she shivered, her body trembling… “I am…” her body jerked, her moans louder. It felt like a freaking flood, her body thrashed around as he came on my lips, fuck. I was lost. Her nectar felt so good, so sweet that I knew I was hooked from the minute she came. Her breathing was heavy as her body fell back to the bed, her eyes unfocused, her hands sliding over her face, “that was….”

Laced our fingers together. That spark raced between us. Constant now. Background hum I barely notice anymore. “Can I ask you something?” I said. “Always.” “What does the bond actually feel like? You said it’s like I’m in your head. But what does that mean?” He was quiet for a moment. Thinking. “It’s like… background music. Always there. Sometimes quiet, sometimes loud. I always know where you are. How are you feeling? If you’re safe.” “That sounds overwhelming.”

“To get with me you gotta be brave. Be different than what’s around you." I’m shaking. From excitement. From something I’ve never experienced with any woman. Desire. Want. Need. And not just in terms of physical release. Need as in she’s become like a drug; like a heartbeat — a light in my soul. Something I could enjoy being addicted to. Chained and made a slave to.

I'm becoming more and more addicted to his scent. I came to reality and broke the hug and started walking to the class. What's happening to me? Why do I feel like this? I touched my heart. It still throbbing fast. 'What did I just do now?'

And somewhere deep inside me, beneath all the chaos and heartbreak and confusion, another terrifying realization begins settling into place. I am getting attached to him. Far more attached than I ever intended to be.I’m getting fucking addicted.

My fate has never been this kind to me, maybe it decided to give me a break and show some mercy on me. I thought it was only me who is crazy for him but when he said those words to me yesterday I felt like i was floating in heaven. This is the first time I realised how it feels when someone claims you with full rights, how does it feel to be wanted, how does it feel to be loved. I don't want to leave him now, I can't stay away from him, he has made me addicted to him, I don't want to loose him once again.

He was trying to tease me, whatever this feeling was, I didn’t want it to go away. I just felt too relaxed, so Alive. I didn’t want this to end, this feeling was the best and I didn’t want to get over it any time soon. “I Can do this forever.”