Sinful Desires; Their Addiction

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Mr. Hasting announced his engagement with my Mom. They had fl

ship as well. We had sat around the table in silence, but I didn’t fail to notice

couldn’t seem to help it. No matter how inappropria

of my age mates were straight and flat-chested, I was curvy and had round boobs and pointy nipples. I knew what I had, bu

sounded like a bad joke, and I had laughed over it dismissively.

ame once in a while from where Mom lounged on a

ner of grilled chi

to the window. I had spent the entire afternoon successfully avoiding Liam and Aiden. The house was starting to feel

sed, sending up tantalizing

d me from behind, Someone with an extraordinarily hard chest and muscled arms. A shiver of ex

ked softly, the rumble of his voice echo

f his voice. Liam. I knew they would find m

hat it outweighed the seasoning aromas in the kitchen.

ve got a knack for making things awkward,” I said wi

oyish smile had always been my kryptonite, melting my defenses. “Why do I feel like you are avoiding us?” he asked, as he

nd I began sweating. “I… I was just busy with some stuff.” I stuttered like a fucking idiot. ‘Get a fucki

p to it before he shook his head. It was my nervous habi

lling out one of his hands from his pocket, he reached and tucked st

ing heat all over my body and down to my core. He knew the effect he had

my thighs, making me feel light-headed. I avoided his gaze like a

finally asked. “You must h

reased as he grinned. My stomach

eapple juice in the fridge. The taste is to die for. I re

ulled me into his hard chest. “I’d rather have a taste of you.”

ns. I felt hot. Wet. Ready

led off his tongue like sex and sin. His voice is deadl

ay from him, but h

voice was low and deep, and the rumble of i

ving his, “Focus on what brought you ba

ck pressed against the fly of my jeans, grinding into my pelvis. A soft moan escaped

ace, “Sorry to burst your bubble, Jerk! I don

ing something else. Do I want this? The ans

because as much as I hated the thought of this, I wanted him. “Why don’t you be a good girl and ask nicel

shaking at his words, my whole body trembling with

h from mine. His blue eyes met my black ones. “You say one thing, but your body says another.” H

ss. And he did. He captured my lips in his, consuming me, d

ted to give us pleasure, to get pleasure from us and us alone.” Never brea

wetness dripping out of my c

sn’t stupid or naïve, I knew it was w

pushed my dress up past my hips, then nips at the soft flesh of

my thighs, prying them apart. “I am huge.” He warned. “I need to make sure this j

e need for more of him. “I’m so

highs apart and running his nose up and dow

out of Liam. I could feel his need as it vibrated through me, making my nipp

ing and flexing as he devoured me. It felt like his tongue was everywhere at once – in my entrance, traveling through my folds, swirling around my clit.

and dived back in, licking me with

pleasure and sending more white-hot bliss coursing through me. I clawed at th

out, coating his face as he work

nably forbidden. The weight of the situation was heavy on my conscience, and I knew I was walking on a precariou