Sweet Addiction J Daniels Novels & Stories

Sweet, addictive. “Who are you?”

………we dropped Seline at the hotel and went straight to the club. Sweet wanted to get wasted tonight, maybe the alcohol would work it’s magic in helping him forget what it felt like when they hugged. F***k !! he didn’t know why he called her his drug Damn!! He’s already an addict cus’ now he needs more As Sweet got into the club, he swung into action, enjoying the night as much as he wanted. He needed enough alcohol in his system.

Sweetness is the one to call. My Tiny Demon! She left me a fuckin' clue. Of course. Maybe she knew deep down I would hunt for 'er and find 'er?. I hit the number and wait as the line rings, my fingers twitchin' against the handlebar, my mind already spiralin' into madness. “Hello, this is Sweetness. How can I help?” Her voice is soft, sweet, but the poundin' bass of music in the background tells me she’s at another club.

I feel like dying! "Madam, can't you release the app? I want to use it now!"

“Even with chips! The sweetness hits first, then that little kick… it’s like my mouth is dancing!” I laughed, watching her with sparkling eyes. “I know, right?” We kept eating like that — crossing arms, feeding each other chips dipped in the hot sauce, laughing every time one of us made a funny face from the spice. It felt so silly and sweet at the same time. For a few minutes, the whole world outside my room disappeared. It was just us, the crunchy chips, the addictive sauce, and the warmth of being close to each other. We had just finished the last few chips when Nyla suddenly started fanning her mouth with her hand, tongue sticking out slightly as she tried to cool it down.

"Sweetheart we were going to let you rest a day because you were sore but now we aren't and you are going to take everything we give you and you like it. I'm going to punish you now while you suck Tyson's hard dick." "I understand daddy" I tell him softly as I swirl my tongue around the tip before licking down to the base back up to the tip before sliding as much as I possibly can. "Fuck babygirl your mouth is amazing" Tyson groans out as Tristan lands the first two smacks on my already pink ass. I moan loudly around Tyson's dick causing him to tangle his hand in my hair gripping it hard as growls outs "Fuck! Shit! I can't get enough of her sweet mouth"

"So good. Never tasted anything…so sweet. Addicted…already…" Yes. Addicted. He was a drug. Her drug, and she doubted there was a cure. With her painkillers, she’d had to stop using cold and flat. The withdrawals had been nightmarish. Yet she knew with sudden, shocking clarity that those would not compare to what she’d experience without James. He replaced the hand on her breast with his mouth, flicking his white-hot tongue over her nipple, shooting more of those gratifying lances through her. He didn’t bite, though, not again.

But only to satisfy Daniel alone, Jenny's full ambition to be released is far away. Twice in a row, Jenny has come to ruin. “No… Shouldn't… I said…” The ass received Daniel's unmerciful lashings, his eyes wide open seeing Daniel wanting to pull out the ice block from the nightstand, he immediately felt fear. She cried hoarsely, “I admit addiction… Being… addicted to being by you…” Crying, Daniel shot for the second time in Jenny's body. "Dear, don't cry like that makes me sad. I guarantee it will make you swoon.” Apparently to reassure Jenny, Daniel very attentively took care of her suppressed temper, causing her to spit out a drop of pleasure.

"I will! And Michelle is going to love these chocolates!" "Ah, because you're so good at baking." "Damn right I am." Jason snorts. "Talk about an ego." *** "Are you seriously dating that skittish girl?" There is a gasp on the other side of the weight room. "Daniels is dating someone?" "I heard he made her homemade chocolates." "Daniels? No way! I can't imagine him buying gifts or baking! Are you shitting me right now?" "No, I'm serious. I heard it from a reliable source."