Sex Addict

Chapter 1

100 Days Until The Wedding

"Brogan, you okay? You're kind of dazed over there." Alex said at the end of my register.

"Yeah. Sorry."I said shaking my head, making my long black hair go everywhere.

Alexs' blue eyes started into my light brown ones as he smiled his big goofy smile at me. He was cute. He wasn't someone I'd picture myself having sex with. He was more of a best friend.

"Excuse me?" A deep voice filled my ears as I turned to see a gorgeous man.

He was about 6'3 with black messy hair and black eyes. His body seemed fit like he was an athlete and I could picture myself on top of him already.

"Sorry, what?" I asked.

"I need to put this money on my prepaid card." He said, handing me a wad of ones.

Alex started to laugh at my left as I rolled my eyes and started to count.

"One." I began.

I pictured this man pinning me against a wall. Biting my neck as my nails scratched down his back. He'd grab my legs and lift me up. Wrapping my legs around him.

"One hundred and eighty eight." I finished as I breathed out dramatically.

"Okay, put it all on there." He demanded.

I wanted to say something sassy to get his attention but if I wanted to lose my job, it wouldn't be over some guy I didn't know.

I put all of the money on his card and let the receipt print. Handing him the slip, his hand touched mine and made me look up at him. He was smirking at me as I pulled my hand away.

"Have a nice day." I said through gritted teeth.

He walked away happily and I was happy that he was gone. I couldn't let myself get too excited over a guy.

"That's Nicky Wood." Alex said, "He's known to be the biggest man whore in town."

"So what's the catch?" I asked.

"He doesn't have sex." He smiled as I raised my eye brows, "He does everything but doesn't have sex for some reason."

"That's lame." I frowned, "Not even worth my time."

I clocked out and ran to my sisters house for cake tasting. I loved cake but hated that my sister had decided to marry the biggest douche on earth.

"How about this one?" She asked after I tasted my fifth cake.

"It's just cake." I reminded her.

"It's not JUST cake. What if I pick one that's too elegant? Or too bold?" She panicked as I Pointed my fork at her.

"It's just cake." I said again while looking down at my phone, "Shit, I'm gonna be late."

I set my plate down and pulled on my boots. My sister waving to me as I stumbled out her back door.

I rushed to my group therapy. The room was set up with chairs in a circle with a black woman sitting on the other side of me who was the head hancho. She was a psychologist who majored in addiction.

"So class, let's welcome our new member, Brogan Bradley." She motioned to me and a low "hello" made me jump.

Nicky walked around me and sat down next to me as the black woman shook her head at him for being late. It was my first time being In this group since I've moved back to town and I didn't expect to see him here.

"So Brogan, tell us a fantasy you've had since you moved to town." She said and all eyes were on me.

"Well this one guy came through my line at the store today." I began, "And gave me a hundred and eighty eight dollars in ones. And I pictured myself riding him and him pushing me against a wall....I wanted it. So bad."

Class went by quickly and I tried to rush out before Nicky could talk to me but he blocked me once I tried to open my car door.

"Fantasizing about me, huh?" He winked.

"Let me go home." I snapped.

"Tell me your favorite part." He groaned while smirking, "Me biting your neck or grabbing your ass?"

He smirked as he reached around and grabbed my ass firmly, making me moan against his chest. He chuckled dangerously as he slapped my ass gently and let go.

"I-" I started to talk but he cut me off.

"Want to get out of here?" He winked.