My Sweet Addiction Novels & Stories

She even eats weird combined meals, like pickles and peanut butter and chips with chocolate, ketchup and pepper sauce. Having a pregnant girlfriend, well fiancé is a b*tch. It is moments like these that I regret having a penaynay. From this moment on, I swear I am never doing the dirty again. Next five seconds What am I saying, I need that shit. That is like the beat to my heart. Damn, I need counselling. I am definitely addicted to that thing. S*x I mean. But I cannot help it though. A man has to do, what a man has to feel.

★JENNIE★ "A-nty Jennie, I want cornflakes." I tore my gaze away from my phone and looked down at my adorable four-year-old sister, Joanna. She meant the whole world to me and I don't mind going through hell and back, just to make sure she is always doing fine.

“And besides all that, I love the way you fucking taste. I love the way you smell. I love the sounds you make when we kiss. I love the way you give in to the kiss and to me when I’m getting lost in you. If you’re going to accuse me of anything, accuse me of being here because I want more kisses. I want more of your taste and smell. I’m so addicted to you that I was practically desperate to get here tonight just so I could kiss you.” I slide my hand into her hair. “If you want to accuse me of that, then I have no excuse. I’m addicted, Sloane. I’m addicted to you. After just one night, I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop remembering the feel of your lips against mine. My lips tingle

Infected by the entrenched prejudice that through speech we understand each other, we make our remarks and listen in such good faith that we inevitably misunderstand each other much more than if we had remained silent and had guessed. Furthermore, since our thought is in great measure attributable to the tongue—although I cannot help but doubt that the attribution is absolute, as it is usually purported to be—it turns out that thinking is talking to oneself and, consequently, misunderstanding oneself and running a great risk of becoming completely muddled.” sinijid

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“But I can’t stop. I won’t stop.” I kissed him deeply, knowing I was completely ruined. The next morning, Brooke came into my room while I was still sore and leaking. She looked at me strangely. “Riley… is something going on with you and Coach Harlan?” My heart stopped. I smiled innocently. “What? No, of course not.” But as she left, I knew the truth. I was addicted. And there was no going back. Be warned. This doesn’t just seduce you. It ruins you for anyone else.

Then he gave me everything. “If your body is a drug, your pussy is my dosage. And I am a chronic addict. I can’t quit you, Savannah. I don’t even fucking want to. You’re my fix, my high, my overdose. Every time I taste you, I want more. Every time I fuck you, it’s never enough. I could split you open a thousand times and still crave you the next second. You’ve turned me into a fucking addict, and the only cure is between your legs.” My breath fled. My thighs pressed together.

Theodore She tasted sweet. I didn't know how to describe it perfectly, but one thing was clear—she was addicting. The kind of sweetness that sank deep into your veins and left you craving more. And I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted to claim her. I wanted her to be mine. I had tried to hold back my desires and temptations, but nothing, absolutely nothing, could rival how she looked lying there on my bed, completely bare. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

The subordinate quickly took MIke and her wheelchair out of Richard's room. All the dealings with MIke gave Richard a headache. Too much drama with MIke, Richard thought. He needed something sweet to ease his headache. Richard was not a fan of sweet foods at first, in fact, he did not like sweet foods, you could say Richard avoided eating such foods. But ever since he was with Anna the sweet food lover, he fell in love with the taste.

"I am in the process of perfecting the recipe to a drug that will give the high without the addiction." "Wait...What?"