Drunk On Love Novels & Stories

truly he was extremely annoyed with what she did and yes he spoke out of context but was that really the end of the their relationship? He gulped down the entire drink at once and pored himself another. he didn't know what to do, his heart was shattered by what had happen. Reed stood up and closed his laptop and took the bottle of wine in his hands, taking his wine glass and walked upstairs into his room, he opened the door to the room and walked in there, setting the wine on the table and pored the wine into his glass, he gulped it once again and kept drinking and drinking as the night went on.

I gave in completely, reckless under his teasing, drowning in the pleasure we shared. Right at the peak, I saw Travis’s face up close. I jolted awake, heart hammering, drenched in cold sweat. My legs felt weak. I wanted to go downstairs and pour a drink just to steady myself. Then I heard a few careless jeers from the living room. “Some men want it so bad they’re going crazy, but because they’re afraid of scaring the woman they love, they play the saint.” One of Travis’s friends lounged on the sofa with a whiskey glass in hand, his voice lazy and dripping with mockery. “Not naming names.”

The alcohol burned down my throat, that familiar warmth spreading through my chest and loosening the knots in my shoulders. “Come on, let’s dance.” He yelled over the music with a smile. I nodded and took another sip of my drink as he dragged me onto the dance floor. My favorite song started playing ‘on the floor by Jlo’ My smile grew bigger as i danced and swayed across him, letting the music wash over me, letting the bass drown out the thoughts that had been screaming in my head for days. At some point, Liam's hand found mine. He caressed it and i didn't pull away.

The door of the red car opened and Austin, Dominic's best friend stepped out, supporting Adelynn's drunk husband who could barely stand. "Sorry" Austin said to Adelynn with a grimace on his face. "I tried to stop him from drinking so much but he just kept downing shot after shot. He drank too much because of his high tolerance for Alcohol. He's going to have a horrible hangover tomorrow" Adelynn grimaced, feeling sorry for herself. Together, Austin and Adelynn carried Dominic all the way to the bedroom. After laying him down on the bed, Austin left while Adelynn stood by the bedside, staring at her husband who was a complete mess. She noticed the lipstick stains on his untucked white shirt a

So throwing caution to the wind, he poured another glass and another and another. Three bowls of spaghetti and 5 glasses of drink, they were wasted on the couch laughing and giggling like teenagers. The empty bottle sitting on the kitchen island. "So what do you think about me? Am I pretty?" Evelyn asked slurring her words. "You're very beautiful " Dominic replied without such as a thought. He wasn't drunk. He was buzzed but not completely wasted like Evelyn. "Then why do I feel like I'm not getting enough love in my life. It's funny because I have all the love I can get in my relationship. We have great sex.." she blabbed on.

Adrian became impatient as he hurriedly got through with it. The last thing to be torn was her panties and Ava didn't resist him. She had been waiting for this for a long time now. Within seconds she was left nude as Adrian hurriedly unfastened his belt and his pants were off. “I love you” he mumbled drunkenly as he kissed her again. She wished he wasn't drunk, those words would have sounded like heavenly music in her ears. She would have leaped and threw herself into his arms. But alas he was drunk. Although she knows that drunkenness only brings out the content of the heart. It only means he was already in love with her.

Now the frustration of not knowing kept haunting me day and night. I really shouldn’t have gotten myself drunk the previous night. In my drunken state, I even saw her coming into my room and we started making out. Of course it was just an illusion. Couldn’t be real. It wasn’t the first time I got illusions about her when I was drunk. I would kiss her in those illusions, feel her body with my hand, press on top of her and make her groan…Our body synced together. We would lost in this raw, unbridled passion of love…

His hands slide down the fabric until they reach my ass. How could I deny something from him? Kisses, caresses, sex. It's all about love, and I'm loving it. Well this has gotta be the longest crush ever Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever And, fuck it I'm on one, do you feel me? (Well, this has to be the greatest passion of all Love is a drug, like the strongest of all And shit, I'm on it, you feel me?) ●●

"I just left the house, and now you two show up at the hospital. You'd go to any length to fake being sick, wouldn't you?" She set Oliver down and took his hand. The boy was still a little short of breath, but his cheeks were rosy. He looked perfectly fine. Mark, standing next to Jessica, sighed and shook his head. "Ryan, I hate to be the one to say this, but Jessica and I are divorced. You two are the married couple now. She and I only stay in touch because of our son." His words sounded like advice, but the mockery in his voice was impossible to miss.

Listening to a junior kid talk about a failed love story, it made me feel as excited as a glass of Moscow Mule, a combination of Vodka and a unique ginger beer, but unconsciously wanted to learn and enjoy it. I just didn't expect that after being drunk, it made me fall into cumbersome emotions, so tired. That damn love!