Drunk Kisses Novels & Stories

he said and used his hands to raise my head up now he was starring into my eyes I couldn't help but stare back "I....I......I don't know what to say" I shuttered He crashed his lips on mine and kissed me passionately His lips taste like liquor OMG I think his drunk! I returned back the kiss and we kissed each other he wrapped his hands arround and we kissed deeply In no time he was already undressing me and his hands we doing signs and wonder all arround my body I was heating up My mind was telling me Rosie stop but I couldn't

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

Zahra was in a total panic mode, her brain had stopped and she hystericay said, "No..No he did...didn't" "But he was about to kiss you...kiss these lips..." he mumbled, his eyes hazy, while stroking her lips with his thumb..."My fucking lips... on which only I have the claim on " And he kissed her again...and again..and again..until her lips were completely and utterly bruised. His head moved to her neck while his hands had started rubbing her thighs. He was drunk and the alcohol was slowly taking a toll on his brain, jamming his senses completely and he could just feel rage.

I'm too drunk, too wasted. It seems I'll only get to see Kate's husband tomorrow as they exchange vows or so I think.... *** I'm woken up by an arm on my breast and wet lips on my lips. It's still totally dark in the room but the touch feels familiar...The cologne, the masculinity...the kissing.. Without giving it a second thought, I give in to the kiss and muffled moans fill the huge room. Still drunk and sleepy, I'm so engrossed into the kiss and caressing such that I don't hear him leaving. I just hear the door cream and pap, he's gone.

I stared at her, incapable of looking away, Gazing at each other, she made the first move, leaning in closer to me, staring at my opened mouth, her lips crashed onto mine, kissing me passionately. My eyes were wide, staring down at her tightly closed ones, “What... What is it, don't you want me?” She broke the kiss, brushing her hand over my manhood, “Ok, slow down... slow down,” I gently pushed her away, “Your drunk, you're high on bloody marys, it's ok, they tend to do this to new drinkers,” I chuckled, trying to make the moment less awkward.

he murmurs, his voice low and husky. With a sudden burst of passion, Dexter lunged towards her, his lips meeting hers in a searing kiss that left her reeling. The urgency of his embrace caught her off guard, and she found herself gasping for air as his kisses consumed her. It was as if he were trying to devour her, to claim her as his own.

But she pushed those thoughts aside, knowing that pursuing anything intimate with her drunken boss would be unwise and unprofessional. Just as Adrienne was about to leave, Pedro unexpectedly grabbed her and pulled her into a passionate kiss. At first, she hesitated, frozen in place, relishing the moment. Eventually, she closed her eyes, fully embracing the kiss and reciprocating the passion. Their kisses deepened, and their hands began to explore each other's bodies. It was as if their movements were orchestrated flawlessly, fueled by a burning desire. The night unfolded with intense passion, leaving Adrienne with an everlasting smile and a longing to halt time, wishing the night could last

she filrts, seductively biting her lowers lips while stopping my consumption of another bottle. Pulling closer,she crashes her makeup drenched lips against mine, drowning my broken self into her charms. While deepening further the intense kiss, Kara's pretty expression unexpectedly whistles pass my eyes, pulling me into the limelight. "No this is wrong" I blurt, angrily tossing her embarassed self aside after breaking free the kiss. "Drake!!!!!" I growl, connecting heavy punches to his chin after pulling him outside the club. "This was one amongst your numerous plans right?" I accuse.

One big hand grabs the back of my neck, pulling my head down close to his mouth. His lips slam onto mine, his voice sounding rough and full of hunger. "Don't go away from me. My wolf misses you..." My brain goes completely white for a long time. I can taste the bitter sting of the whiskey liquor on his tongue as his mouth presses hard against mine. Draven’s kiss is rough and demanding, and my weak wolf body has zero power to fight his alpha weight. It is not until his tongue tries to force my lips apart that my adrenaline wakes up like a cornered beast.