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Then he pulled her off the edge of the mattress into his lap. The kiss was not gentle. It was recognition. His mouth on hers, one hand in her hair, the other sliding between her thighs where she was still slick from the afternoon. Two fingers pushed into her, slow, claiming, and she moaned into his mouth because the craving had been named and naming it had not made it smaller. “Say it,” he murmured against her lips. “I’m addicted to this.” The words came out wrecked. “To you. To the rope. To not coming until you decide. To the risk. To the way my work is starting to orbit the next time you put your hands on me.”

I was about to give the beast within me free rein but before I could do that,I heard arguments at the gate leading to the dungeons. I decided to pay it no mind because no intruder could come into my house. I was the most powerful Don for a reason. I continued on my mission of removing his fingers and listening to his cry of pain. It felt therapeutic. I heard the sound of boots clicking. I turned back to glance at the person who dared to interrupt what I thought of as my therapy session. I looked back only to see the most beautiful sight ever. This sight had no words to describe it. I looked back to see Adrianna,the soon to be Reyna of the Italian Mafia unbeknownst to her, strutting in dresse

I was now addicted to his kisses. You're only addicted because his kisses are just like Luca's Oh shut up It's true you two weren't on speaking bases just a week ago and now you're all lovey dovey Just shut up okay He only kisses you because you taste just like his ex girlfriend. I'm beginning to think his ex girlfriend showed up in his dream the night Luca showed up in yours cause I remember before you went to sleep that night you two weren't speaking to each other and suddenly the next morning he said he wants to rekindle your relationship. He's just using you like you're using him don't get too attached to him cause he'll end up breaking your heart like Luca did besides he's also called X

“Tell me how you feel, baby. Tell me the truth.” I broke completely, words tumbling out between whimpers and sobs. “I’m addicted to you. I don’t care about the taboo anymore. You’re my stepdad and I love it. I love sneaking around, I love your cum inside me, I love being your dirty secret. Fuck Mom’s feelings—I need you more than she does. Please, I’m yours. Completely yours. Just let me cum…”

They kissed longer, slowly, Dennis let go of his lips on her, their eyes stuck together, none of them said a word to each other and it felt like their whole body was drawn together by a divine force none of them could explain. Cassandra didn't want Dennis to stop kissing her, she felt so alive watching him with her eyes, her heart entangling with his. She wanted more or his lips on hers, her body melted immediately he kissed her and she wanted to feel it again. The sound of the door bell brought them back to reality. Cassandra quickly remembered her pizza order. "I will get it" she said to Dennis and walked towards him with shaky legs. She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just

You are my addiction is the story of people who are obsessed and addicted to their partners. ____________THE END____________ Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who supported me. I hope you loved the story. English is not my first language, so please forgive me if there are any verbal mistakes in the story with that and enjoyed the story. If I will update a new story, I will drop it in the comment box, till then take care all Guys love you all...!!

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"Am I the only one who's looking forward to 'The Search' instead? I feel like they spent more effort on the movie. I'm already tired of Henry's endless cliché romance movies." "Yup, you're the only one. You're just a hater. Who the heck is Dennis Yates? Never heard of him." "Stop taking advantage of Misty, won't you? I think it's about time for Ms. Emerson to stop butting into Misty's business." "What's wrong with romance movies? We like it, is there anything wrong with it? If you don't like it, then fuck off!" The fans of the famous celebrities were on another level. They were completely lashing out at the negative comments. And Henry's fans weren't any better either. They were ruthless wit

I asked Stacy. "None." I blinked. "Are you saying that this isn't addictive?" Stacy nodded confidently. "Absolutely. It's designed to give you a perfect night without any strings attached. No addiction, no hangovers, just unforgettable fun." Nina added with a wink, "And think about it, Rosalina, if it were addictive, do you really think her boyfriend would let her take it?"

The basement was quiet except for our breathing. "Still think we're immature?" Mitch murmured. I laughed, weak and satisfied. "You're still idiots." "Your idiots," Hans corrected, and I didn't argue. My body still hummed with aftershocks, and the knowledge of what we had just done. I had just allowed my three younger sinfully loaded Stepbrothers fuck me in the best way ever. And I didn't regret any single moment of it. If anything, I wanted a second round with all three of them making love with me like I was the only person that mattered. This was definitely going to be the best thanksgiving ever.