Romance Addicts Novels & Stories

“Gonna send you back to your desk with my cum dripping down your thighs while you sit across from your sister at lunch.” The forbidden image pushed me into another orgasm. Damien buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. We stayed locked together, panting. He finally pulled out and turned me around, kissing me slow and deep. “You’re addicted now, aren’t you?” he murmured against my lips. I nodded, dazed and satisfied. “I can’t stop.” “Good.” He smirked, dark and possessive. “Because this is only the beginning, Elena. And I’m going to ruin you completely.”

“I need this forever. Your cum, your pain, everything.” We talked during the short breaks between rounds. “My old life feels like a distant dream,” I told him one night while riding him slowly. “College, friends, family… none of it compares to how you make me feel.” Damien gripped my hips and thrust up. “Because I broke you perfectly. Tell me how addicted you are.” I leaned down and kissed him. “I’m addicted forever. My body craves your darkness. I wake up happy when I’m sore from you.”

He huffed me tight as everyone cheered, the cologne of his perfume filling my nostril then I watched with the corner of my eyes as Ginger stormed out with her pets and that’s how I became his prom date so sweet.

He pushed into me without warning, stretching and completing me. We always made love on the floor, knowing that our passion could easily break a bed. During our passionate encounter, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust brought us closer together, igniting a fire within us that consumed all other thoughts and worries. As our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity of our connection grew, and I could feel the love and desire flowing between us. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathless moans and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion, indulging in the pleasure that only we could share.

“This cold-blooded and blind man, I’ll punch him every time I see him. Until no one would be able to recognize him.” The corner of Christina’s lips lifted into a grin. “You talk like you’re a one-woman man!” “I’m a fickle lover because I haven’t met the one I love. If I meet her, I’ll definitely be the world's most loyal man to her!”

Even if he was mad at me. “If this will get you to finally leave me alone, then I’ll tell you,” he continued, his voice edged with annoyance. “Dylan and I are broken up. I didn’t cheat on him and I’d never do that to anyone. And yes, you were a rebound. That was all you were that night. A convenient distraction. An escape. Satisfied now?” His words had the intended effect. Fire lit up in my veins, licking through my entire body dangerously. He wanted to make me angry, as angry as I’d made him, and he was definitely succeeding.

" Nao said. “So how're you doing now for the whole time? " Loki stared at Nao’s face and smiled. " Hmm I'm addicted " " With what? " Loki asked " Dark PVP" Nao plays his fingers over the sides of coffee. Loki thought that Nao is addicted from something naughty as she randomly funny thought in her mind "Hmm.. I wish we could play that too but I'm not the best player as you are" Loki awkwardly smiled and chuckled. "I think.. you have new drawings, right?" Nao asked while his eyes looked straightened on her as calmly.

Her body is still throbbing, her breathing still slightly ragged. Adrian moves closer again, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his lips to her neck, the soft flick of his tongue making her shiver. “Everything okay?” he whispers. Amanda chuckles quietly, shaking her head with a sigh. “We’re so stupid.” Adrian laughs with her. “Yeah, I know. Stupidly crazy and addicted to each other.” He kisses her slowly, sensuously, lips moving over hers with that same dangerous, forbidden heat. She wraps her arms tightly around his neck, unable to fight the pull she feels toward him. She’s drowning in him, in this sick, beautiful addiction.

He kept shoving his hand into my breast to pinch my nipple, and anytime I whimpered, it distracted a playing Kylie who was jumping up and down in anticipation of the new year sparkles. He removed his hand from my breast and walked it down to thrust his longest middle finger into my pantless core. I moaned loudly and quickly covered it up to avert our daughter's suspicions. "Aaron stop! You will get tired if you eat me several times" I said and he turned to me with a serious expression. "I can never get tired of you because you are my woman. You are my addiction. I can't get enough of you. You are mine and I'm yours" he groans and it didn't take long for me to start rubbing my core around his

“Not his. Not anyone else’s.” Adrianna came harder than ever, but a nagging worry stuck. Marcus was petty. And Julian was becoming something she wasn’t ready for. By the end of the week, she was addicted to him. The nice guy who fucked like a god. But the drama was only beginning. Marcus had started spreading rumors at her company.