My Sweet Addiction Novels & Stories

This girl has been a source of joy in my life; she is all I want in a woman; beautiful, submissive, and knowing how to give me the exact sexual desires I crave. Having her around is like an addictive drug I can't bear to lose. I will soon quit my job at the institution so that I will not put her academic life in danger. I am willing to go to any extent to have her close to me. I am never letting her go; she belongs to only me, and mine she will remain. I grinned triumphantly, putting more pressure on the gas as I speeded off to the outskirts of the city of Atlanta. All I could think of is how I will handle her in bed again the next time we meet, which I know is just a few hours for now, beca

He’s a sex god. ​Who knows how many women he’s been with, honey, that thought quickly makes my stomach churn. My subconscious was a bitch. I needed to make that call as soon as possible and book an appointment at the clinic for birth control. Wait, are we actually planning to keep this going? I look at my favorite bitch with resolve. Hell, yes.

I feel like dying! "Madam, can't you release the app? I want to use it now!"

It was the perfect plan. Next read: The Perfect Plan, it’s a spinoff of Addicted to You and features Travis’ and Tiffany’s story.

“I love the way your lips part slightly when my thumb brushes over your clit, the way you start to pant for me, your eyes silently begging. Making you come is one of my favorite hobbies, baby." She bit down on her lip as my touch became rougher, more impatient. All the while, I continued to fuck her slowly, the whole world fading away. I didn't give a fuck anymore that there were hundreds of people listening to a seminar just below this balcony. All I could see was my wife. “I think I'm addicted to your pussy.” “I think I'm addicted to you," she whispered. I flicked her clit roughly, pushing her right to the edge. "I'll keep you hooked, baby. I'll keep feeding your addiction, so you'll never

I wasn't sure how I'd get rid of this addiction. The cruelest thing about addiction is the way it twists your mind. You tell yourself, “This is my last drink.” “This is the last time I’ll fucking taste her.” But deep down, you know that’s a lie. You’re caught in the grip of a craving that makes you feel more alive and more fucking miserable at the same time.

“I’ve never met anyone else so perfect for me—inside and outside of the bedroom—and I’m not letting you go. I’m gonna take you any way I can get you, baby girl. Any way at all. Even if that means it’s on your terms.” “You’re crazy,” I whispered, a tear falling down my cheek. “You don’t get what my addiction is, do you? You don’t get how I could destroy you, me, and everyone around us. I could hurt us all without batting an eyelid because that’s what my addiction is. It’s just too tempting to fight.” “You’re the biggest addiction I’ve ever been faced with. I’m not going to let you hurt us. Do you see that?” “No, because you don’t know.”

Having sex with the one you love and can’t get enough of looking at is the brightest emotion and pure bliss! I can see that Ann wanted our interaction not to go this way. Obviously, after our night of passion, she thought I’d back off after enjoying and getting my long-awaited candy. But hell no! That’s nothing to me! Because after finally getting a full taste of that beloved “candy,” those few nighttime crumbs are catastrophically not enough! I’m addicted to the taste of her plump lips, the smell of her desired body, and the sweet moans of my baby. And the way she squeezes me in moments of pleasure… impossible to describe.

He sits up and pulls off my top, leaving my breasts bare. My nipples are hard, standing tight, begging for him. “Damn!” Adam exclaims before taking my breasts into his mouth. Heat engulfs me as he sucks and nibbles, his hand fumbling with my other breast. The sensation is heaven, and my pussy throbs harder, wetness soaking the sofa beneath me. Adam kisses his way up, from my breasts to my ears. “Baby,” he whispers, “I know you’re drunk. But I’m gonna give you something else to get drunk on. I’m gonna give you a new kind of addiction.”

The sweetest candy I've ever had. ‎ ‎I slapped her ass cheek hard, resulting in her squirming and screaming loudly. She's so fucking good. I'm so fucking addicted to this her pussy. I know I won't be able to stop wanting her. ‎ ‎At this point, I don't care how her father would feel. Fuck him and his feelings. What's important now is that this is the greatest pleasure I've ever had. It's not my fault that his daughter has a sweet pussy and is super horny for my cock. I'm even doing him good by satisfying his daughter's needy pussy. Yes, I told myself that to help myself feel good and not to feel guilty.