Drunk And Daring: I Kissed A Tycoon Novels & Stories

Avyana softly confesses near Tyler's lips. Tyler stares back at Ava, placing a soft kiss on her lips. At first, the kiss was soft and slow but suddenly it became so rough yet passionate one. Tyler licks Avyana's lower lip with his tongue and started to suck her lips like an meal. It seemed more like a lion was eating his food. Her breathing got heavier. He pushed his tongue inside Ava's mouth for deepening the kiss even more. Tyler pulls harshly Ava's lower lip with his sharp teeth.

His warm lips brushed against my neck before suddenly moving away. "Sorry," he mumbled apologetically. "I think I'm drunk." I held down his retreating arms, turned around, and kissed him on the lips. The sea breeze ruffled my long hair. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly wrapped his arms around my neck and deepened the kiss. For a time, I could hear nothing but the sound of the waves and the chirping of birds. … The giant hole in Hayden's company's finances could not be filled, no matter what he did, the capital chain rupturing completely under the weight of Scarlett's vengeance.

Emma looked down at the ring on her finger, then up at Ace. "This is real." "Yes." "We're really doing this." "Yes." "Twins. A wedding. A future." "Yes." Emma laughed, the sound light and free. "How did we get here?" "A dare. A contract. And a lot of stubbornness." "Best dare I ever took." "Best contract I ever signed." They kissed again, and Emma felt the last of her fear dissolve. Whatever came next, the trial, the babies, the wedding, they would face it together.

The man caressed her cheek and kissed her tenderly. I can’t understand why he can’t break the bond with him if he’s a vampire, the vampire is strong so he can get out of bondage. She tilted her head to avoid the kiss but the guy caught it and cupped her face with one hand. My eyebrows furrowed when I saw something falling off from her mouth. It landed on the ground. Even though I’m not near them I can hear her the girls heart pounding inside her chest. I turned the white fell off, was that denture?

The kind that comes out when your body doesn't know whether to cry or run, so it picks the worst possible option instead. The sound cut through the silence like a knife. Elena slapped her hand over her mouth immediately, but it was too late. The laugh was already out there, already floating through the Plaza Hotel ballroom, already landing on the ears of three hundred of New York's most powerful people. And on Alexander Knight himself. He stood completely still, champagne soaking through his white dress shirt, spreading dark and wet across his custom tuxedo jacket. His grey eyes, sharp as cut glass, moved from the stain on his chest to the woman kneeling on the floor in front of him.

“Before, I thought the Hart family’s harsh treatment of you was just a family matter, so I didn’t interfere. But since they pushed you that far, there’s no reason for them to continue existing.” Ella sighed dramatically. “So those novels about ‘when it gets cold, the tyrant CEO makes a company go bankrupt’ are actually true?” The domineering CEO really could ruin a company with the flick of a finger. Tiesto smiled faintly. “And the part about the tyrant CEO doting on his delicate wife seven times a night—that’s true too.” He leaned down and captured her lips, biting and teasing them slowly. She felt a slight sting and a rush of sweetness at the same time. “Where did you even read that stuff?

“Are you daring me, baby girl?” “What if I am?” I asked, bringing out my full tongue seductively. His control shattered like glass under a hammer. He crashed into me, mouth claiming mine in a brutal, devouring French kiss. His lips sealed over mine with possessive force, tongue invading without mercy, tangling with mine in a wet, desperate dance. He tasted like whiskey and sin—dark, smoky, addictive.

Then I cupped his jaw. “Let’s go home.” We barely made it to the car before he kissed me again—hungry, shaking, pulling at my coat like he wanted me now. We barely made it to the driveway before my hands slid under his shirt. The second the bedroom door slammed shut, Tyler spun around and shoved me against it, mouth crashing into mine like he was starving. His tongue licked into me, desperate, tasting like champagne and forever. I groaned into the kiss, hands sliding down to grab that perfect ass I’d been dreaming about all night.

First I snap at a teacher and now I'm acting like a complete coward. I thought about yesterday night, everything's that's happened. I danced with a guy that was perfectly fitted in a black suit and white dress shirt underneath. Also he had a black tie. And then he left me saying he'll get me a drink. Then I find Tyler, the hottie , a short while later by the drinks without a mask. Be he was wearing the same dress shirt and black tie, looking incredibly gorgeous. And Jenna, that slutty red head, told me that Tyler ditched her. So maybe...

as I got in. "So, where am I chauffeuring you to, mademoiselle?" he asked, keeping up his gentleman act. "Charles Walker, by the way." He stuck out his hand for a shake, and I took it to avoid seeming rude. "Tysha Clifford," I said, introducing myself. But before I knew it, instead of a simple shake, he decided to plant a kiss on the back of my hand. Woah! Okay, that's a bit much, right?