Perfectly Addicted Novels & Stories

For a moment he was flooded with euphoria, the adrenaline-laced blood too rich and addictive when he'd been so long without and so very closing to turning. "So good. Do not stop. Feel the rush. Do not stop. There is nothing like it in the world. Join us, brother. Be with us. Take it all. Every drop." Kane heard several voices whispering the temptation. The buzzing in his head grew louder until it was almost painful. It is forbidden to take a life. "A cat only. Nothing to one such as you. He attacked you. Why should you give him his life when he would have killed you?"

“Nothing, baby. You have enough on your plate. I can handle this.” I stared at her stilled spine, and half of me knew she was lying. “And these?” I gestured toward the pills. “You’re still taking them, right?” “Young lady, those pills were prescribed by my psychiatrist,” she snapped back, my mouth dropping open from shock. “The same psychiatrist that had prescribed something else because you were getting addicted to this particular one?” I yelled, swiping the pills into the trash can. “Oh, I just had one yesterday,” she yelled through gritted teeth.

"Thanks but..." "Don't tell me you don't drink, that's not right Cassie." Adam said with a smile as always. "I do." Cassie agreed immediately and right now she regrets her decision. She wished she hasn't, at least she'll still have her dignity intant. Cassie drank the whole juice with a smile though the drink was burning her throat but because she was determined to impress Adam she forced herself to drink it, unfortunately after that she fell into a deep sleep. Cassie woke up in her room, the next day, forgotten about all what happened that night. The only thing she remember was enjoying her night with Adam.

They danced on the 'Addicted song' by Enrique Iglesias. And fortunately, it was Mani's one of favourite songs. Or who knows he knew it. Have I told you how good It feels to be me When I'm in you I can only stay clean When you are around Don't let me fall, oh no If I close my eyes forever Would it ease the pain Could I breathe again Baby, I'm addicted, I'm out of control (out of control) But you're the drug that keeps me from dying (dying)

he rasped, the soft pillows he called lips brushing over mine, "you're like my personal brand of Heaven. I know I shouldn't have you but I always want you." I gripped the edge of the island. His admission only had my insides clenching. He was my personal brand of Hell and I constantly wanted him. Did that make me addicted too? If so, I never wanted to give up this addiction. "Then have me," I breathed, meaning the words. "And go against principle?" He grimaced, meeting my gaze again with anger swirling in the depths of his hard eyes, "I told you, if you want me to make this pretty, little pussy come, you're going to have to tell me the truth."

Xavier POV Archer and I always went club for stress reliever. You know hot sex is the best stress reliever if I may say. After drinking a few rounds. Girls immediately flocking at us. Women are always like this. When you have money and looks they will beg for you. And that's exactly what I want. Two girls made their way to me. As the both sit in my lap now. Wow! Well well! What's with this girls up to now? Threesome? Hahaha.. I won't back out!

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

He stared at her " your one in this world that we belong to , when I saw you at first.. You seemed lost somewhere far in the sea and I wanted to retrieve you.. To get a hold of you You came as a treasure to me" he seemed lost of words on how to explain himself. He was never the romantic type but with her he was ready to try. "Am addicted to you and am deep in to it" he added and her lips displayed a beautiful smile that got him also smiling

I imagined him walking outside the room because his background just went quiet. “Tara, I miss you,” He said in a low voice, making me suck for air. I closed my eyes, imagining him beside me. Blake is a drug affecting my brain, making it difficult for me to resist wanting and needing him for a reason I don’t know. I am so addicted to him. There was a few seconds of silence between us. “Tara, I’m crazy about you, and I can’t stop thinking about you...” He went quiet again. “And I’m about to do something I have never done in my entire life.”

James traced his fingers through the cum on her stomach. “You’re perfect, Precious,” John said quietly. “We’re keeping you.” She smiled weakly, her eyes half-closed in exhausted pleasure. Even though her body felt completely destroyed, she could already feel that familiar ache building again between her legs. “Yes, Daddies,” she whispered. The passion between them was raw and endless. Four bodies, pure lust, and no sign of stopping. Precious knew she was addicted. And she didn’t want it to end.