My Sweet Addiction Novels & Stories

Like it wasn't bad enough that she made me sit back and watch my brother, Roman, marry the girl I loved with everything I had. Every time I look at Savannah, I can't help but feel like she was meant to be my principessa.The daughter I should have shared with my sweet, sweet, Rose. Loving her was bad for the soul. It ate away at me until all that was left, was the bad. It was like chocolate melting on your tongue. It was Addictive in the sense that it left you feeling guilty for yielding to its seductive sweetness. Craving it like a potent drug.

She said making a sound of "p" "Then say goodbye to McDonald's then!" I said . I don't want to blackmail her but she need to take her meds in a right time. For God sake I am a doctor! "But Sissy! It's gross and eww! It taste bitter and yucky! " She said while wave her hand to me. "Even though it's yucky and eww you said! But still you need to drink your med in a right time. !" "But sis! Can I just have a medicine that's yummy and delicious!" She whine at me

I told him. “I will and always love you sweet caramel.” “Locus I’m….i’m pregnant, you're going to be a father.”

I felt terrible about what she had to go through growing up, all I wanted to do was protect her and I felt as if I had already failed, because she grew up with this monster. So, I tried another attempt to stay away from her, but then here I was offering to take her to work and helping her get another job. After that first kiss, I knew I couldn't stop. I wanted to stay away, but I couldn't and every day I was with her I wanted to know more about her. I wanted to know all of her favourites, all of her hates. Every time I see the colour orange, which is her favourite colour, all I could do is think about her. How annoying, right? To think of a person every time you see this particular colour. I

“I feel addicted to you, Daddy. The guilt is there but the craving is stronger. Please fill me with your cum. Mark your dirty secret again.” He fucked me harder across the desk until I came with a loud cry. My body shook and my pussy clenched around him. He followed soon after and filled me with his hot load. We stayed connected for a moment breathing heavily. “You are becoming my perfect addiction too, Sarah,” he whispered.

Eden said fire blazing in her eyes and wriggled in his hold to get free. Smirking, he pulled her even closer if possible. His voice got thicker than Eden had ever heard, "That's where you are wrong, sweetheart. I am an Addict and you are my Drug."

Sarah had become background noise. Mia was my addiction. And I had no plans to stop.

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.

Thе wау he lоvіnglу held mу hаnd and hіѕ sweet wоrdѕ; I’d never get tіrеd of hеаrіng his vоісе. I fеlt thе addiction runnіng thrоugh my vеіnѕ. I wаѕ completely hooked, and Jоеl was mу only сhоісе оf drug. I knew I wаѕ fаllіng hard, caught up in his ѕреll. I juѕt hореd thаt іt was a gооd thіng as I no lоngеr had thе strength to fight іt.

He’d loved me. Until I dumped him. Sighing, I sank back against the vinyl booth and eyed the door. Maybe Wes was going to stand me up. A small, petty little way to get back at the girl who’d broken his heart. I picked up a packet of artificial sweetener and began shaking it. Around me, the stares were obvious. In the corner, Dottie Daniels, founding member of the Blue-Haired Biddies, sipped her tea and sent poisonous looks my way. For a nice old lady, she sure did have the evil eye down.