Page 21 of His Secret Addiction

Is it possible to be addicted to one person and their cock? I didn’t think it was until Sebastian.

Only he gets to touch me like this. My pleasure belongs to only him!

“You are so fucking wet, kitten,” he rasps when he slides his fingers through my slick folds, feeling the wetness there. I let out a shuddering breath when he slides his thick digit into my sodden sex, slowly thrusting in and out of me.

“Need to feel you,” I whimper, my hands dropping between us to unzip his slacks. “Want you inside of me.”

“Fuck, baby!” His voice turns hoarse when I slide my hand into his briefs and take out his cock, jerking his massive shaftin my hand. “You are so fucking horny. Your pussy is practically begging for my cock.”

“Please.”

I am trembling when he finally draws out his fingers and grabs his cock to guide it to my pulsing sex. Even after all the sex we’ve had, I still wince at the size of his cock when he slams it into me. Christ, he’s so big, filling and stretching me with his thickness. It doesn’t take long for me to adjust to his massive girth before he starts pounding into me, eyes locked on mine and his hot breath fanning my lips. It’s so hot and intimate, it sends my heart clenching painfully for the man who is about to leave me.

I hope this is a short goodbye and that soon, he’ll be back in my arms.

“I love you.” The words slip out before I can enforce my brain-to-mouth filter, and his eyes widen in surprise. I want to take the words back or play it off like it was a mistake, but I don’t want to lie to myself or him anymore.

“Fuck, kitten. You know just how to undo me,” he growls, rocking into me hard. “The grip you have around my heart is unlike anything I have ever felt before.” His hand drops between us, and he finds my swollen bud, strumming it as he hammers into me, filling me with his pulsing sex with every drive. “There is no going back after this, Lizzy. Mine!”

Everything becomes a haze of lust and feeling as his flesh smacks into me in fast rough pounds. I bury my hands into his skin, scratching a path down his chest as he pumps into me like a madman, assaulting all my senses with his scent, his touch, and the way he looks me. Almost like I am the most important person in his life.

“Harder,” I whimper, my eyes rolling to the back of my head when he does that just. It’s brutal the way he takes me and…it’s perfect.

I claw his skin, and a sob climbs up my throat when I feel the pressure in my core threaten to burst. Quick pants saw in and out of my throat and my body starts trembling seconds before it all explodes in a million little fireworks that shoot through every part of my body.

My back arches off the bed as the orgasm takes over my system, my sex clenching hard around his thick shaft. “Fuck yes, baby, come all over my cock,” he says roughly, stroking my sensitive bud until I am a whimpering mess. “It’s so fucking hot how your juices are dripping all over me, kitten.”

I am still trembling when Sebastian pulls out, flipping me around onto my knees, then hammering into me, grinding hard into my sex and using me like I’ve always imagined he would. He combs his fingers through my hair and grabs a fistful, tugging hard as he slams his cock into me, and it takes only three more pumps before he comes with a roar. His muscles tense behind me before he floods me with his warm seed, pumping into my sensitive pussy until I have milked him of every drop.

I heave out a breath when his muscles go lax over mine. “That was…”

“I know,” he rasps, leaning down to kiss my shoulder. “Perfect. Everything about you is perfect, kitten.”

He rolls over and pulls me into his arms. We both have places to be and people waiting for us, but it seems neither of us is willing to break the embrace. Doing so will mean finally letting him leave, so we lie down on his bed, staring at the ceiling for what feels like hours. Neither of us stir until we hear the sound of a phone ringing somewhere in the room.

“I need to go, kitten,” he says, hugging me tighter to his side.

“You’ll only be gone for a few days, right?” I ask, trying and failing to hide the insecurity in my voice.

“Two days tops,” he says, pressing his lips against my temple. “I promise to be in touch the entire time and come back to you as soon as I have settled things with the label. I left in such a hurry, and that’s why I need to go back and sort things out.”

“Okay,” I say, choosing to trust his words. “I need to get to work too. Abby won’t be happy if I am late again.”

Pulling away from the embrace proves to be the hardest thing for us, but we manage to do so. Sebastian even offers to drop me off at the hotel, and that too is difficult. “I’ll call you, kitten,” he flashes me a smile, and I nod, waving off his car as he drives away. I stand right outside the hotel until his car has disappeared, and even then, I find it hard to walk inside. There is an emptiness that settles in me now that Sebastian has left, and try as I may, I find it hard to ignore the panic that he may not come back.

“Don’t be stupid, he promised you, didn’t he?” I murmur before letting out a laugh. I’m being pathetic, pinning over the man even now that I finally have him. The rest of the world already knows that I belong to him. He called mehis.

“Lizzy, what are you doing out there?” calls out a voice, and I turn around to find Abby waving me in. She has a grim look on her face, and I wince, figuring she’s mad at me for being late to work again. I flash her a small smile and make my way up the short stairs to where she is standing.

“Abby, I know you are mad, but…”

My words trail off when she steps up next to me and twines her arm with mine, and I realize that the look on her face is not anger, but something akin to pity. “Lizzy, I…I don’t know how to tell you this.”

“What?” I ask, suddenly terrified that something happened to the hotel while I was busy slacking and having sex with Sebastian. “Please tell me no one was hurt while I was…”

“It’s about Sebastian.”

My heart nearly stops at her words. The man and I just parted a few minutes ago, and I am half terrified to ask what is going on, but I need to know. “What about him?” Abby runs a hand down my shoulder in a soothing manner, but all it does is make me even more nervous. “Abby, you are scaring me. What’s is it?”

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