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To Make A Sex Addict

Novel By: GabyMarie04

Ivey Flores has been kidnapped. Her old life-It's gone now. He's got her and he's not letting go. He's forced her into his car. Into their house. Into this sick life. What else is he going to force Ivey into doing? She really doesn't want to know. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Apr 15, 2012    Reads: 1,074    Comments: 15    Likes: 2   

Chapter 7

"I think I might be getting addicted." Marcus chokes on a bite of his sandwhich. Clearing his throat and looking over at me, he blinks.

"What?" I've been here for over a week and we've had sex more than ten times. Who would've guessed that after I lose my virginity I go sex crazy? I wouldn't have. Marcus--who's sitting next to me on my bed while we eat lunch--sets his sandwhich down.

"I think I'm getting addicted the fucking you." Marcus leans forward and taps a finger to his chin in thought. After a couple minutes od silence, he finally replies.

"I can't really find a problem with that." I laugh and set my plate aside.

"Hey, I never said there was a problem with it. I just thought I'd let you know." Winking, I set my plate aside and get up from the bed. Walking into the restroom, I be sure to swing my hips and push my ass out. I'm wearing one of my better laces today, and I know there's no way he'll be able to resist. Especially after what I just told him. Jumping up I sit on the sinks edge. As if on cue, Marcus walks in behind me.

"So, you just wanted to be a little tease, huh? Is that what you were trying to tell me?" Marcus walks over to me and pushes himself between my knees. My fingers find his hair as he places small kisses down my neck. "You know, if you wanted my thick cock in you, all you had to do was ask." Moving his mouth to mine, our tongues battle for dominance. He places his hands on my knees and slowlystarts sliding them up to where my legs meet my hips. Moving my hands to his waist I yank his shirt over his head as he moves my panties aside.

His fingers brush my clit before he starts pinching it. He already knows that a quick way to get me wet is to pinch me there. A low moan leaves my throat. I push my tongue into his mouth and take advantage of him as he slips his fingers lower and inside of me. Biting his lip, he moans finding me growing wet. My hands fly at the buttons on his pants and before I know it there down to his ankles. Forcing his boxers down, I stare at his dick at full attention. Before he has time to torture me with it, I wrap my hand around the end and slide it backwards. Marcus groans and grips my thighs as his head falls back. I squeeze him in my hand a little harder and slide back up to the tip, then back again.

"Oh fuck, Ivey." I move my hand faster,and in no time I feel him jerk. His cum shoots all over my arm and stomach but I don't even have time to complain. Marcus' hands find the edge of my panties and I push myself up and let him pull them down. Stepping between my legs again he shoves into me. I gasp my sudden fullness and grab his shoulders. Marcus rocked his hips back and forth, his cock slipping in and out of me easy. My pants and cries for more only spurred him on and soon the pleasure was getting to be too much. My cunt burned with fire and my clit hummed. Letting go of one of Marcus' shoulders I placed my hand on my clit and pushed. I groaned and did it again, only to feel Marcus jerk within me. His thrusts came faster and harder and I knew he was close. Reaching behind him I pushed on his ass, shoving him into me harder.

Suddenly Marcus seemed to grow thicker inside me right before he released into me. I gasped before clenching down on him, exploding on him. When Marcus finally got his breathing under control, he pulled back and looked at me.

"Well, I was hoping it wouldn't be that short." He shook his head before slipping out of me.

"We could always go again?" He raised an eyebrow at me as I slide off the sink.

"I think maybe you are addicted." He smiled mischiviously at me as I walked around him and into the room.

"You can't tell me you don't want my pussy one more time?" My bottom half was still naked as I shimmied my hips. Marcus laughed before walking across the room and grabbing me again.

"You're such a damn tease." Shoving me hard against the wall behind me, he yanked off the rest of my clothes. He stopped only to check the clock on my wall. "Only once more. I've got somewhere to be later."

"Some place better than deep in my--" My voice was cut off by a long moan as Marcus lifted my leg up by my knee and slide his long cock inside of me. The feeling of him entering me again was almost enough to send me over the edge again. Slowly, he slide out easliy and stood in front of me.

"What was that?" He asked, and evil glint in his eyes. My cunt burned to be fucked.

"What are you waiting on? Get back in me." Gripping his ass, I tried to push him back inside me but he held his ground.

"Mm, you've been such a tease lately. I think I'll play with you a bit." He smiled and I bit back my own smile.

"You fucking prick."

"As long as my cock is in you, you don't care." Sliding the head of his penis back in me, he prodded my hole repeatedly, only going in an inch each time. My nails dug into his back.

"Oh, fuck you, you asshole."

"Asshole, huh? You wanna be fucked in the ass?" Before I could blink, Marcus had me turned around. I could feel his dick pressing against the back of my ass. Okay, gross. If there was one thing I didn't want from him, it was being fucked in the ass. It just seemed awkward and weird to me.

"Whoa there, buddy. You're turning me off here. My pussy yells dick, not my ass." Laughing from the doorway of my room made me jump. Turning my head, I saw Isaiah leaned up against the door frame, a smug smile on his lips.

"Poor poor, Marcus. You can never get the girl can you?" I squeal at the sight of Isaiah seeing me naked but I don't have to worry about that. Marcus is already in front of me, blocking almost every piece of skin I have from Isaiah. I breath a sigh of relief and lean into his back.

"What the fuck are you doing in here, Isaiah?" Marcus yells, the tension in his back making it evident that he's about two seconds away from punching the shit out of him.

"Oh, just enjoying the show. Well if there was one. Seems like the girl wants nothing to do with you. Why don't you come with me, gorgeous? I'll give you something you can ride." His voice is thick with hate and I refuse to look at him. I stay behind Marcus and try to keep every part of me covered from him.

"Get the fuck out of here. Now."

"All right, fine." Isaiah laughed, "Go back to fucking her with your little pencil." I heard the door to the room close, just before Marcus rushed across the room and locked the door. I stood there for a second, unsure of what the hell just happened. Isaiah the creep just watched me and Marcus....How long had he been standing there?

"Ivey, are you all right?" Marcus asked as he reached me. His hands gripped my upper arms slightly as he searched my face. "God, you look terrified. I'm so sorry. He's such a fucking douche bag--" Marcus' face twisted with hatred and I couldn't help but want to get rid of it. It wasn't a good look on him; I mean he still looked hot, but I feel better knowing he's in a good mood.

"I'm okay, Marcus. You locked the door, right?"


"Then I'm okay. I promise." Pushing to my tip-toes I gave him a soft, reasuring kiss on the lips. "So. Can we go back to...where we were?" I ask, trying to continue what we started. The tightness in my lower body had to go. Marcus groaned.

"As you wish." Forcing me back against the wall, he pulled my leg back up again and held me there as he skimmed his free hand against every part of my pussy. I gasp at how suddenly he was back and moaned as he pushed two fingers in me. He worked me till I was soaked and moaning again, then slide his fingers back out. "Now, back to what I was doing." Marcus prodded my wet whole with the tip of his cock again. I tried to be a good girl and play along, but this was too much. I needed him in me. Now.

As if knowing my thoughts, Marcus shoved into me all the way. His thick rod sunck into me deep, then slide out before repeating. My body felt like it was choking; he was so big. Over and over his hot dick slide through me, pushing me closer to the edge. My body was pulsing with pleasure as he pounded my body.

"Ahh!" My body quivered and my knees barely held me up. If Marcus wasn't thrusting me against the wall with every push, I wouldn't be able to stand right now.

"Ivey! Scream my name." Marcus moaned, leaning over and biting my lip. I moaned before listening.

"Marcus!" He groaned before pounding into me harder. Shaking with lust, my cunt suddenly gripped him and I screamed. Ectasy shoot through me, followed by Marcus' cum, and I leaned forward onto his chest to catch my breath.

Best one yet.


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