My Sweet Addiction Novels & Stories

He was really something else. I made my way towards the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My skin was flushed and there were red marks all over my neck and chest. I traced them with my fingers as a small smile played around the corner of my lips. He does know to pleasure a woman, I'll give him that. God, he was so fucking addicting, like a drug and I couldn’t get enough of him. I thought about all the women who had a share of him and felt a pang of jealously.

“Get Daddy nice and wet. I’m going to breed you soon.” I took him into my mouth eagerly, sucking and licking while saliva dripped down my chin. Aiden casually checked his phone with one hand while slowly fucking my throat with shallow thrusts. Every few minutes he would push my head down until my nose pressed against his pelvis and hold me there, cutting off my air until my eyes watered. I gagged and drooled, but I didn’t fight it. I was starting to crave the roughness. This is addiction, I realized as tears slipped down my cheeks. Real addiction. I barely remember what my apartment looks like. My camera is collecting dust in the corner. All I think about is being full of him.

Every touch, kiss, taunt and threat was a product of what we wanted so badly from each other. Watching her struggle to keep a straight face from where I sat, she was too sweet for all the filthy things I was imagining doing to her. Of the positions I wanted to twist her into and of all the ways I wanted to bend her body out of shape. I already knew she was a good listener and would do whatsoever I told her to do, she had proven it in all ways, she had given me what I wanted but to hear her sweet moans as I fucked her to an inch of her life, my name the only thing she could remember as I kissed her in places she had never been kissed before and fucked her in all the ways she had only ever dre

Chunk the heavenly taste of him as his tongue wrapped around mine, the hot, rough, yet slippery surface of his inside massaging mine, creating a heady sensation that locked my mind in some kind of a vice. “I want you.” I pulled off just enough to whisper, then reclaimed his lips again. It was the sweet seductive taste I couldn’t tire of. He was the drug, and I was a fuckin’ addict ready to take him over and over and over again.

“I just did. And it's truly delicious” Somebody find me a fucking hole!

Barbara said and continued eating her food. “Oh, that reminds me. The old Adolf wants to see us this weekend, told him I would ask you and then get back to him. What do you say?” the young alpha looked at Barbara again and noticed she was not entirely a little lady anymore, she was gradually growing into a big lady. “Wow…..thats so good to hear. I actually want to see the old alpha, he’s such a sweet man and I have missed him" Barbara said with her mouth full and gulped in the last glass of juice not caring if her husband was looking. "Are you trying to make me jealous, " am I not a sweet man?" Steve chuckled. "I am so sorry Steve, that's not what I meant. You are sweeter than any man I know

Jackie muttered under her breath as she watched her best friend leave. Cassie arrived at her school's prom, looking beautiful and breathtaking. Anyone who saw her will think she was a princess but that still didn't stop the whispers and the gossip. "Hi Cassie." "Hey?" Cassie replied, lost in Adam's breathtaking smile. This guy is every girls dream and she was lucky to be with him. "Care for a drink?" Adam asked as he stopped one of the waiters before she could even reply. "Here." "Thanks but..."

"Because you've tasted what it's like to be truly owned, Lily. You've felt the relief of letting go of the burden of choice. You're addicted to the way I handle you. You're addicted to the way I make you feel small." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And I'm addicted to the way you shatter when I tell you to." Lily felt a surge of heat flood her body. He was right. Every word he spoke was a needle, pinning her to the spot, and she loved every second of it. "I am," she whispered. "I am addicted to you." Elias didn't answer with words. He grabbed her by the nape of her neck and pulled her into a kiss that was more of a conquest than a caress. It was a promise of the life to come—

He was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted, and I knew right then that I was already addicted. Dangerously, helplessly addicted.

The type that milks the sweetest vanilla… When they slurp on it, they drink to a stupor till they crave you every damn time. Little wonder why sugar is addictive? Too addictive that they damn the consequences; diabetes. Good. Own the best pussy and the last step, brag about it, just like I am now. Have it spread out wide on your mattress, finger it so well, have it purr on your bed sheet so that when he comes, it's your essence he sees and sniffs. The best perfume isn't Dior or Fenty, it's your pussy juice. Burst that slutty hole like a bitch!