Drunk And Daring: I Kissed A Tycoon Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jackson was the first to speak up, saying, “Tyr, look at you. You just love joking around. If you’re not the tycoon, then how did that wedding ceremony at Castle in the Sky happen last night? And what about that ‘Angel’s Heart’ you’ve given to Winifred?” Winifred immediately answered, “Uncle, this ‘Angel’s Heart’ is actually a replica worth only a few thousand. As for that wedding…” Tyr continued, “The truth is when I was still a beggar in Khanh City back then, I came across Drake Tucker when he got into an accident and saved his life. Back then, he had promised me that he would fulfill one wish of mine. This time, I’ve come back because I wanted to give Winifred a wedding ceremony, so I wen

The hallway was dark, the building mostly empty after hours, but Lila didn’t care. Her back hit the classroom door with a dull thud as Tyler, the star quarterback with the rumored massive dick, shoved her inside. Their mouths were fused in a messy, desperate kiss—tongues sliding hot and sloppy, teeth clashing as he groaned into her. Her fingers twisted in his letterman jacket, yanking him closer while his big hands groped her ass under her short plaid skirt.

I moaned despite myself, my hands clutching at his clothes as he pressed me back into the soft bed. The kiss was a storm, wild and consuming. Damien’s tongue traced the seam of my lips, insistent and relentless, and I opened for him without hesitation. His taste was heady, a mix of wine and something darker, something that made my pulse race. I could feel the drug in my veins, a slow burn that clouded my judgment and sharpened my senses all at once.

(DAMIAN’S POV) I watched their hushed conversation through the glass doors, a flicker of intrigued amusement dancing in my eyes as I casually sipped my wine. Damn it. The rude, yet undeniably pretty girl with the offensively plain dress from the cafe this morning. What on earth was she doing here? Was she the pathetic choice Tracy had deemed suitable? Of course, she had to be. What was wrong with my usually competent assistant? As Tracy returned – alone – I faked disinterest, swirling the remaining wine in my glass. “I’m sorry about that, sir,” Tracy said, the nervous tremor in her voice almost palpable.

Emily wanted to make sense of what was happening but a lot seemed to be going on all the once. “You would divorce me over my shares?” if his desperation wasn’t so sad, she would be laughing. One moment she was looking at Owen staring daggers as her, she heard what he was saying. The only thing she wanted to do was to get some fresh air and find a bigger pitcher of water to quench her thirst. She pushed her chair back to stand and go out but instead she collided with a tray carrying hot coffee, that spilled all over her chest. She staggered backwards feeling her chest burn, her head spinning.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

And she also couldn’t help but not feel embarrassed because of their position now and she could feel its breath on her neck. Soon after, Killian let go of the hug and stared at her intently, Hailey almost drowning in the stares the young man was throwing at her. He touched her chin. "You are so beautiful." Killian sighed so Hailey blushed because of it. "You're weird when you are drunk, aren't you?" Hailey laughed and slapped the young man's hand holding her face. But it didn’t make a sound and just looked at him seriously as its hands remained on his face.

He eyes me in a very uncomfortable way. I stood there in silence, I didn’t want to ruin whatever it was that was going on with Arthur, he was my boss and I would be in contact with so many rude and disrespectful clients. “Hi, my name is Jake.” He said as he stood up, he was tall, he looked at me. He kissed my hand too. He looked at me with sincerity and maybe too much sincerity in his voice. I could see Arthur being watchful, I didn’t want to seem like a girl who was moved by mere guys.

She's already blaming and praising the alcohol she just drank. Staring intently at the man's raven-black eyes, she said with confidence and desire, “Mind if I kiss you?” Randall’s eyes widen in shock when he heard her. But even before he could react, he was greeted by a beautiful face filled with intoxication. And soft lips crashed against his. Allysa know it was too late to turn back.

He pulled her by the hair without hurting her and took hold of her lips, plunging into a fierce kiss, a kiss totally hungry for that woman. He ran his hands all over his half-naked body, feeling the softness of his skin, licking the skin from his neck and tasting the taste of his sweet lips. He pressed the woman even tighter against himself, until he pressed his excitement that was sore from so much desire for her. Duncan pushed Rosalie to the bed behind her, and her feeling beneath him was wonderful, he had dreamed of it a thousand times. The problem was when he opened his eyes. Rosalie was getting her kisses with her eyes open.