Sex Addict

Chapter 3

87 Days Until The Wedding

"Do you think that messing around with another male is a good idea? Doesn't that damage your recovery?" The woman asked as I sat with my arms Crossed over my chest.

"I like sex Ms.Powel." I explained, "And to be quite frank, who I do and don't have sex with is Nobodies business. I shouldn't even be in this stupid group."

"But you're here for a reason." She reminded me, making me cringe.

Nicky looked over at me with a concerned look on his face as tears threatened to escape from my eyes. I got up from my chair and grabbed my sweater before walking over to the door.

"The difference between you and me is that I don't bully people into being perfect." I said, "I don't pretend like nothing is wrong with me. I accept the fact that I'm not perfect. As where you are so flawed that you think you can tell us how to act and who to fuck."

"That's not true." She argued.

"Your lectures don't phase any of us. We all still want sex." I snapped, "Isn't that right, Nicky?"

I winked before leaving the room and heading home. I didn't need any of this bullshit. How dare she bring up that I was there for a reason. It's not my fault that I'm addicted to sex.

*So what time are you picking me up?* Sara texted.

*Around eleven. Make sure the other girls are all set to come out tonight." I replied and set my phone down on the counter.

I heard a banging at my door and opened it to find Nicky standing there looking down at me angrily. He smirked before pushing me inside of the house and slamming the door behind him.

"W-what are you-" I began.

"Shut up." He snapped before backing me against a wall.

He pushed his lips down onto mine and grabbed my waist firmly. My body betrayed me and kissed back, tangling my fingers in his hair and tugging slightly. He groaned against my mouth before grabbing my ass and squeezing.

"I want to make a deal with you." He growled against my mouth.

"Okay?" I said as I kissed him again.

"We uh," He paused to catch his breath, "We can have sex as long as you keep giving it to me."

"You mean be your fucking toy?" I snapped.

"Yeah, sort of." He shrugged.

"Okay." I laughed as he kissed me softly and let go of me.

"But you have to keep giving it to me until I say it's okay to stop." He said, "I don't deal good with rejection."

"Okay. Just sex strictly." I said, "No relationship crap."

"Deal." He muttered before picking me up, wrapping my legs around him.

Our lips found each other as he grabbed my thighs hard. I moaned against his lips as he laid me on the couch with him on top of me.

"Wait." I mumbled as he bit my neck, "I uhm, I have plans tonight."

"With another guy?" He growled angrily.

"No, girls night." I laughed as he sat up, "With my sister and some girls."

"Okay so I'll come with." He decided.

"On a girls night? You know that means drinking at a bar and rating guys, right?" I asked.

"So I'll stay here and wait for you to get back." He stated.

"I guess." I shrugged, "You can crash here if you want but no cuddling. You know, since we're strictly sex."