Drunk And Daring: I Kissed A Tycoon Novels & Stories

"it is your dare. If you want do not do it. I don't care. Don't ask me for kiss." "you are a devil. I thought you are roya friend, a good girl. That's I start dating you" "then break up with me. I am crazy" "I love your craziness. That why I like you most. I live my life everyday with new thrill and adventure ." with that he take his coat and get out with his wet clothes. The news reporter and the people of restaurants taking pictures of him... It is like, I have to kiss him.... He win the dare...

Mallory was extremely drunk so without thinking she agreed to her friends' dare to kiss the most handsome man she saw at the bar. "Your 20,000 is mine! I will do that. It's so easy!” Mallory assured them and then she took the money from the table and pocketed it. Clara grunted. "It's just a freaking kiss. Grow up, Mallory. You only live once." She thought about what she said. Yes indeed. She's just going to kiss a man she doesn't know and will never see again. Yes. That would be great. Just a kiss. She convinced herself. She stood up and gripped the table as if the entire area was spinning.

But that quickly disappeared as she then felt Tyron's hot hands and hot lips on her skin. Tyron gently pressed his lips against hers and kissed her passionately. She let out a moan as his tongue played with hers. Out of all her past boyfriends, Tyron was the most skilled kisser. He was also the best in bed. She felt very satisfied after making love with him, unlike her previous boyfriends who always left her unsatisfied. She was never content with their performance. Tyron's lips trailed down her neck to her ample bosom. She felt as if hot water was gushing out of the shower due to the intense desire she was feeling.

Daniella Tyler’s hand was under my dress instantly, his fingers brushing my naked skin and sending sparks through me that I couldn’t ignore. My body screamimed yes while my mind yelled no. What the hell was I doing? His lips remained on mine, urgent and hungry, and I was drowning in him, the taste of champagne and him overwhelming my senses. “Tyler, we really shouldn't,” I gasped, doubting my own voice as his mouth moved to my neck, kissing and sucking hard enough to leave a hickey. My knees were weak.

coffee. Breakfast wrapped up, Victor heading to his study, Mom to her "errands." Alone briefly, Dante pulled me into the pantry under pretense of grabbing snacks. The door clicked shut, and he pinned me against the shelves, mouth crashing onto mine in a hungry kiss, tongue demanding entry. "Couldn't wait," he growled, hand sliding under my sweater to cup my breast, thumb rolling the nipple. "Seeing her kick you? Wanted to bend you over the table right there, claim you in front of her. Show her you're mine."

It would make sense that a surgeon would be built like Lyrek because they would need the endurance. All of the surgeons I have met weren’t built like he was though. Even Dr. Davis didn’t look like he had much muscle on him. Whatever the reason was, Lyrek felt good as I touched him. Wanting to deepen the kiss, I placed my hands at the back of his neck to pull him down further. He gave in without hesitancy, crushing his mouth against mine as he shoved his tongue deeper into my mouth. The moan that reverberated through me was both unexpected and welcoming.

She called out drawing invisible circles on my shirt, her mouth oozing of alcohol. “Hi”. I responded shutting the door. “You want me to drop you off, I mean….” “I want you”. She kissed me the next minutes,i wanted to push her off but her lips were juicy. She kissed me passionately like her life depended on it. On a good day, I would bang her from behind in the car and stuff some dollars notes in her hands but tonight, I wanted more. I wanted to taste every part of her, I wanted to know what her cochie felt like.

My job, my savings, and my fiancé were all history. "Congratulations, Emily. You've reached rock bottom," I whispered. I didn't want to go home so I drove to the closest bar and walked in. The low music that didn't quite fit the silence that was inside me. I ordered whiskey. Then another. Then something that I didn't even know the name of. From my corner, I noticed a handsome man in a dark jacket, handsome, slightly past his forties with the quiet confidence that made him stand out in a crowd. He was looking at me, but unlike most men, his eyes weren't roaming.

"I know you kissed a stranger for money. I know you're desperate enough to sell yourself for your aunt's medical bills. Desperate people do desperate things." The accusation stings because it's true. I am desperate. But I'm not cruel. "I kissed you for five hundred dollars to pay my tuition," I snap back. "You blackmailed me into marriage, forced a mating bond on me, and are now holding my dying aunt hostage to ensure my compliance. If we're comparing monsters, you win." Tyler closes the distance between us in two strides. He grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at him. His grip is firm but not painful. "Careful, little wolf. You don't know me well enough to make that judgment."

But if only I knew dare wasn’t going to be any easier. With a creepy smile, he says, “I dare you to kiss me.” What the hell! That is definitely not happening. Halsey had a hilarious expression on his face indicating he wasn’t far from bursting into laughter but that wasn’t the case for both Alec and Nick who were facing me. They had a serious look on their face while shooting lacers from their eyes at the creepy guy that just asked me to kiss him. If I didn’t do the dare, I would have to drink a whole bottle of whatever alcohol they voted for. That seemed rather safe for me than sharing lips with what was in front of me.