Dirty One Shots Novels & Stories

“You do not want to disappoint them." I groaned and picked up the single shot, I cocked my head backwards and without thinking I tipped the glass and immediately the vodka went down my throat, I felt the sting. The smell of the spirit overfilled my nose and I could not breathe, drinking one single shot was not a problem, the problem was drinking the seven shots lined up in front of me. “One down, seven more to go!." Blue yelled. I picked two shots with both of my hands and I poured the in my mouth at the same time, making the crowd go wild.

I can only imagine how much it would hurt her and Logan to find out they were expecting only to lose it again, and I understand completely why they don’t want to tell the whole family out of fear they might have to go through everything all over again. So I do the only thing I can think of. Down my shot and reach for Danielle’s. “That is good.” I set the empty shot glass down. “Strong, but good.” Fuck, I’m so fucked. I can see Charlie looking at me again, and I do my best to act like I’m super interested in the last bit of food left on my plate.

she whispered and kissed him on his forehead. This was the first time Antonio had had sex with her without condoms and had also released into her and she had enjoyed every bit of it. She fervently hopes this sex results in pregnancy and she'll have him trapped with her for life. She smiled at the idea and stood up to go into the bathroom to have a shower. "Soon, just soon and Antonio Romano will be mine for life" she said and giggled as she stepped into the shower allowing the water to drench her from head to toe.

"Sweety, do you think you can handle us both? How about a little game?" "If you want to make it fair,” Sammy adds. “Your handsome friend there can join us." "You win,” I continue. “Then you can slap this tight ass.” "You lose…" Sammy starts. "Don’t worry, honey,” the guy interrupts her. “We are not about to lose." Bruno helps with pouring the shots…three shots each. "What is this?" The guy asks. "Our shooter rule." Sammy says. "Three at a time," I add.

Angelique tells us. “Well, we are playing it with shots. So, let’s see how steady that hand is when you take a shot per turn.” I tell her as I pull out three bottles of vodka. “Damn girl. You are really ready. I love that about you.” Zayne teases as he takes the bottles and places them on the counter

The kind of horny that starts low in your belly and doesn’t let go. By the time I paid the cover and pushed through the crowd, my skin was already buzzing. The place was packed…bodies grinding, strobe lights slicing through smoke, the smell of sweat and spilled rum and expensive perfume all mixing together. I made it straight for the bar, ordered two shots of tequila back-to-back, then a third because why the hell not. The first one burned clean down my throat, the second made everything softer at the edges, the third turned the whole room into liquid heat.

I smile and nod, "Let's dance together. You can touch." The music turns even better all of a sudden, so when Rogan pulls me closer by my hips, I close my eyes and let it flow through me. I'm having way too much fun. "This is a Pornstar Shot!" Ginny yells right in my face at some point and shoves a shot right in my mouth. I open it and let her pour it inside. This one tastes like pure alcohol with the tiniest hint of lime. It burns going down, not sweet at all.

“Loser does whatever the winner says. No limits.” She felt the challenge hit her like a spark. “Deal.” They went back inside. Shots lined up. One after another. Tequila. Vodka. Hennessy. The room spun slowly, people cheered them on, Sophia’s head got light, her skin hot, laughter coming easier, Liam’s eyes stayed on her the whole time, dark and focused. By the tenth shot she was winning. He was swaying, she felt invincible and laughed harder. “Last one,” she said. “You’re done.”

Fake enthusiasm level: expert. I ended up between Jax and some other player . Damien was across the table, two seats down. Close enough I could see his jaw flex every time someone laughed too loud. Far enough I didn’t have to speak to him. Perfect distance for torture. I drank. Started slowly with beer to take the edge off the chatter. Then someone yelled for shots. Lime wedges appeared. Salt shakers got passed. I did one. Burned going down, warmed my chest. Did another. The room tilted a little. Fun tilt. Not scary yet.

the bartender said and placed the bottle of vodka at the small table I immediately poured into the glass and drank, while drinking Jordan left me alone to get another woman He hasn't been dry for a single day because his sex life is active and I'm used to it, I'm also active in my sex life but that doesn't mean that I'll just pick up women around me for bed, I'll be chosen by women Especially that when I see them looking dirty, it's easy to indetinfy if they are dirty, when her make up is thick, it's natural that she's dirty, but when it's just slight, you know she's clean. Well, I'm not just basing it on the face. to the smell too