Rock And Scotch Novels & Stories

She squeezed it two more times before dropping it in the water close to her chest. Leaning back and relaxing, she let her hands drop on either side of the bath tub. Her left hand reached out for the bottle of wine which laid just below the tub and she lifted it up. Deciding not to bother refilling the now empty glass, she brought the bottle to her lips and tipped her head backward, gulping the red liquid down in a rush. She choked and coughed, placed the bottle down and chuckled sadly. "Omar, I'm really sorry." Hiccup. "I'm really really sorry. But I needed this break, at least I thought that was what I needed.... Bit I miss you terribly...."

The Alpha was sat in the living room, a crystal glass of Amber liquid in hand. A single lamp was turned on, as though the room had gotten dark without him noticing. He simply sat, staring into the nothingness of the room, bringing his glass to his lips to draw in a swallow of his drink every so often. He cringed at the taste onm his lips and I knew it was Scotch, the scent filled my nostrils as I walked in the room.

"Oh, I thought you’ve spoken to him. He is in Portland and will be back tomorrow." Oh, Gina said. It's only been one week, and Rhonda already knows more about him than I do, she thought. She played with her food and finally pushed it aside and sipped her wine until the glass was empty, then poured some more. A glassful. At that point, she decided she should not show Rhonda that she was in any way affected by it, and made an effort to be chatty while keeping a steady flow of the wine. They chatted for some time, and for every swig that Rhonda took, Gina took four. When they ran out of wine, Gina open a bottle of Talisker. The Scotch was very potent. She wasn't sure what had come about in the

I can hear the sound of a glass bottle opening and she is near me again as I can smell her sweet scent. I can smell something else too. My favorite scotch. The scent gets stronger and it is almost at my nose I can taste it, I open my mouth slightly and then I can feel her putting her finger in my mouth which is dipped in scotch. I lick her finger and grab her hand. I suck on all her fingers and she moans sexily. She takes her hand back and now I feel something soft and round against my lips. I open my mouth wider to take it in. I can taste the scotch on her plump melons and I lick it up. I angle towards her luscious lips now dripping with scotch and I suck on them as the combination of the c

"Blakely you should try scotch too." Suddenly Maxim shoved a glass of scotch at her, pale yellow with specks of bubbles on it. It took Blakely some time to understand Maxim's words and grabbed the glass from his hand. "You've been drinking brandy so cool, now you should try scotch too." "O-oh.." Staring at the pale yellow liquid, Blakely looked doubtful. "Is the scotch here so special?" "Of course." Antonio put his arm around her shoulder and clinked the tip of his glass against Blakely's. “You will never regret drinking it. The best scotch in Atlanta at Maxim's Club. I thought you might as well find the best scotch in New York."

But every muscle in my body was so tense, they were all about to lock up. “Scotch it is.” He got the attention of a waitress the second he looked across the room. When she came over, he immediately ordered two glasses of scotch on the rocks, and she disappeared. A moment later, she returned and placed the drinks in front of us. “Never met a woman who likes scotch.” “I only drink it occasionally.” After Bolton and I had a huge fight. On the nights when I felt so alone it seemed like I was the only person in the whole world. Right before bed when I wanted to make sure I wouldn’t remember my dreams.

Grey covering her eyes as the light slipped out. Nothing else could bring me so close to death and yet keep me alive. Slipping past the counter, I reached for the top shelf scotch. High alcohol content with a little less burn. Not that I would notice after my second bottle. The door behind me clicked open and a familiar scent wafted in. Julian. I grabbed another bottle, vodka this time, next to it and turned around, bracing for the worst.

One was yanking Godiva by the waist, the other by the shoulder, while she struggled between both men horrified. Rock's eyes turned dark at the sight, he almost went invisible, if not for them being in a club owned by humans. Then his eyes swiped to Steel the second time. Being unconscious, he wondered what he drank. Resentment flashed through his dark eyes, thinking that Steel had drunk himself to this shameless state.

When they were gone, Rocky marched up to his friends, snatched the glass Kade was holding, and downed it in one gulp before placing the glass on the table with a thud. “Woah! That’s savage!” Matt commented when Rocky dropped to the couch beside him. Kade picked up his glass and poured another round of Whiskey for himself. Matt on the other hand handed Rocky his glass and like what he did to Kade’s drink, Rocky downed it straight. Both friends looked at each other. Their eyes dare each other on who will be tasked to ask Rocky the million-dollar question. “Stop that staring, I could see both of you.” He snapped at the two before pouring another shot into Matt's glass. This time, he lifted t

I slumped my shoulder. "I was really a bad friend huh?"I said apologetically. "No way doofus." "Anyway Drake and I are dating."She said grinning at him. There smile was infectious.It made me remind ....Uh no not that road again. "So what you girls want to drink?" "Scotch on the rocks."I said boldly.I need a drink badly. "You sure Nat?" "Why not,we are celebrating." "I need the washroom."Zita yelled under the loud music.