Novel & Cerita Perfection Addiction

I suck her clit into my mouth and her entire body shakes with pleasure. She's my high and I'm addicted to her as I watch her eyes roll back. A niggling doubt exists at the back of my brain, knowing like a crack addict that my addiction is dangerous, but quitting is just as difficult. I push it out of the forefront of my mind and focus on the beauty before me, drowning in this feeling. And I devour her, wanting nothing but to bring her to climax as if I'm a slave to her pleasure. Never before have I felt such a desperate need to inflict pleasure, it's normally pain.

"Don't you fucking resist me again. It's clear we both can't." The amount of guilt cascading over me right then was one I didn't wish to weigh, for it only made me more hypocritical than I already was. Just earlier, I had sworn never to repeat this action, but it was clear now that it had become an addiction. Before Kai, I faked a bright smile. "Right." My conscience ate me alive, but not enough to stop me from checking out his soft bulge as he pulled up his pants. How could a man be so perfect? How could I have chosen the wrong person to be addicted to? How had we even become like this?

And right now, with Seraphina beneath me and daylight streaming through the windows and Elena somewhere in this house, probably awake, probably wondering where I am— I don’t care. That’s the truth of it. The ugly, inexcusable truth. I don’t care. I push her legs apart and she opens for me immediately, already wet, already ready, and when I slide inside her, the rest of the world disappears. This is what addiction feels like, I think dimly as I start to move. Not the high itself, but the way it makes you stop caring about everything you’re destroying to get it. The way it narrows your entire existence down to this one need, this one sensation, until nothing else matters.

so this girl trick me he course under his breath and ran after her" and then burst into laughter rolling on the field. She found a place to hide herself and she switches on the phone"fuck"password" she stare at the phone angrly wishing that can break it" and Jeremy hug her from behind leaving no space between them, you thought you can delete the picture right he asked while she frowned her face.

Of course, mom worries about me a lot. Why? Because I'm the fat daughter. Because I'm the extreme introverted daughter who stutters in front of stranger. Because I'm the daughter who doesn't fit into the glamorous lifestyle as the second daughter of one of the richest families in the state. Because... Because... I could list a thousand reasons but for now, let me just enjoy the utter bliss. I reached for my headphone on my side table. This blissful darkness plus music equals best feeling. *******

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

My hand slowly slipped down from the tiled wall while I tried to regain my composure before washing myself properly and exiting the bathroom. Jerking off has become a common habit of mine to release stress after the nightmares and somehow it helps me calm down a bit. I knew I could just fuck around to release the said stress but I wanted to be faithful to Zoey. For my whole life I have waited for her, never touched a single woman and I didn’t plan to do it now either.

"I'm not interested in her. I say this because I feel confused and bad at the same time. Angel hasn't even been a month dead yet, but I've been sleeping with another girl. I hate myself, Harvey." Harvey squeezed Sean's firm shoulder. In his eyes, Sean was still his little brother whose worries were also Harvey's worries. "Don't hate yourself because there are some things I envy about you." "What do you mean?" “I've always wanted to have children, but my infertility made everything fall apart. So if you hate yourself, then you can imagine how bad I am. Maybe I can think that I shouldn't be worthy of living much less until I've ventured out to date such an amazing girl.” Harvey's gaze was drea

I inquired as I moved up to him from behind, my arms snaked around him as I buried my face into the crook of his neck. His scent flayed out for me to take in. I breathed him in, my inside switching on me to react to him, to how close we are, to how perfect we are. He tried to get away again but I held him still, held him close and grind myself against him so he could feel and tell just how much he affected me. He’s always been my downfall, and my glory. My ruin, and yet the only one capable of fixing me. I’m not just in love with him, I’m addicted to him. I need him, I crave him, I desire him more than I could control.

I came hard, moaning her name like a broken whore, my body shaking and my tits jiggling wildly. Even after two orgasms I could not stop. I kept fucking myself and thinking about tomorrow, about what new pain and humiliation my young intern would give me in this very apartment or back at the office. I was completely addicted already. .