Adventures of a Sex Addict:
Caught
Jasmine Dewitt
Adventures of a Sex Addict: Caught
By Jasmine Dewitt at Smashwords
Copyright © 2011 by Jasmine Dewitt
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Dedication
To those who love sex as much as I do…
Adventures of a Sex Addict:
Caught
Sex.
I lived for it. I lusted for it. I got paid for it. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
My name’s Ginger, and in case you haven’t guessed, I’m a sex addict. Call me what you will. A slut. A whore. I don’t care. I make a living doing what I love. Besides, I stopped caring what people thought about my sexual appetite the night my mother caught me sucking off the varsity football team.
I relaxed against the passenger’s seat of our sports car and smiled at the twinkling stars overhead. The blissfully cool Nevada wind slapped my body and batted my hair around, but damn…it felt nice, the perfect post-gangbang activity.
Taking on a room full of hungry cocks might be hard work—pardon the pun—and I might hurt all over but the fucking had felt so damn good. It always did. I’d lost count of how many men I’d taken on tonight. Besides, did the number really matter when I reached double digits? Absolutely not! All that mattered was I wasn’t jonesing for sex anymore.
My sex addiction had been satisfied.
At least for the next five minutes or so.
I turned my gaze to the mass of muscles in the driver’s seat. Tyrone Black may look as if he were forged from menace and peril, but he was my world, my bodyguard, my manager, my best friend…
Oh he was also my husband.
Dropping my hand on his massive thigh, I leaned close and kissed his biceps. “You’re particularly quite tonight, Ty. Everything okay?”
His fists tightened around the steering wheel. “After your last gig, I’m fucking hard as a rock.” He grabbed my wrist and pressed my palm against his erection. “You know how much I like watching you get pummeled by cock after cock. I don’t think I’m going to be able to wait until we get home before I fuck you.”