Spicy One Shots Novels & Stories

Sophia said as she noticed Spencer was shirtless and she thought to herself “damn, he is so hot.” Spencer saw her staring, then he smirked and said, “Take some alcohol, it will help you with your insomnia, and stop staring at me.” Immediately Sofia felt embarrassed and said, “I don’t drink alcohol.” As Spencer was about to move the glass of alcohol, Sofia immediately held the glass and said, “I don’t drink alcohol but I guess it won’t be bad to try some.” She then smiled and took a shot immediately. She made a funny face which made Spencer smile and he said “Take another shot and you will eventually get used to it.”

First level is a quick shot of Chivas, second was Jim Beam, 3rd was Jameson and then Jack Daniel's going on to Johnnie Walker, Bacardi Black, Silver 1969 Bacardi and the last one of the nine was Absolute Vodka before drinking the dangerous and lethal Firefox--- a mix of blue Curaçao, 151° Bacardi, Tequila, gin, grenadine syrup and orange juice. "Ready?" Judy prepared the signal and the stopwatch on her phone. She looked at Lissa who looked like she was praying to every saint, god and sinner there is to know. Then she gazed at Anthony who looks like his soul has already left his body. "Ready, Mr. Lee?" "Go!" The two of them drank the first one at the same time. The timer was set and the numbe

He placed down a salt shaker and two lemon slices. "Bottoms up," I shouted as we took our shots. We both screamed as we took the last shot. Slamming the shot glasses on the counter. The alcohol was already working its way through my body, warmth pooling in my stomach. Savage Love by Jason Derulo started playing, and Sullivan and I shouted in excitement. We ran out onto the dance floor and let the music guide our souls.

Hearing that, she smiled involuntarily. He took her to the floor that served spicy dishes, handed the menu to her and let her order dishes. She liked spicy dishes, but the dishes she ordered were all light. After Skyler got the menu, he ordered some spicy dishes, such as spicy fish, spicy beef and spicy shrimp. When he handed the menu to the waiter, Skyler and Jocelyn said simultaneously. Skyler said, "The taste of the dishes should be hot!" Jocelyn said, "The taste of the dishes should be mild!"

"Gigi marked those for her and me!" "Wuss!" Tyce called out, chuckling. "There is no fucking way you can handle those things!" Kyle retorted. "Already did." Tyce went back over and popped another in his mouth. "Who else wants to challenge me?" He beat his chest with his fists. "Oh, Goddess. I've tried Paige and Gigi's spicy food before. I definitely can't handle it!" Jasmine laughed. "Tyce, I'm really impressed." "Okay, no more spicy eggs. The last two are for me!" Paige took them and put them on a plate for herself. "I better eat them before we get in trouble for poisoning everyone."

They got their motors out of the mud and the friendly race to the beachside began. "This steak is so good!" Maureen licked the sauce of her hands. "Apparently it's suya." Raymond said to Maureen. "The taste of the powdered sauce is quite exotic." Jack licked his fingers. "And spicy too." "Don't dare." Tequila said to Maureen who tried to take a dizzy drink. "Whatcha mean?" "Don't take carbonated drinks or sodas when eating something spicy, it goes straight to your brain. Speaking from personal experience." She said and Maureen opted for fresh juice.

The lighting is dim not VVIP dim but just right. My body wants to move already, but I know myself. I need a drink first. Or two. We settle in and place our regular order: a few bottles of Rémy Martin Louis XIII, followed by tequila shots with orange slices and cinnamon to start things off properly. “I hope you’re not planning on sitting down and people-watching,” serena shouts into my ear. I shout back, laughing, “Girl, you know the deal.” Together, we scream our mantra, “Shots first, morals later!” giggling like teenagers who know exactly what kind of night they’re inviting.

Let’s see how fast they reply. I captioned the picture to Leo “Oops sorry wrong person😉” And the caption I sent with the picture to Alessandro read “Something to look forward to😉” Less than a minute later I get a bunch of Tinder notifications and my phone starts to ring non-stop the caller read Leo. I smirk and decline the call. Me: Busy can’t talk right now. My phone continues to ring non-stop as I keep declining Leo’s calls. He finally sends a message. Leo: what the fuck Hazel!

I nod along just enough to seem polite, but my eyes are locked on the bar. Aria knocks back another shot — something neon green and evil. Then a ‘Screaming Orgasm’. A ‘Blowjob’. Two more of those. Followed by a ‘Sex on the Beach’, and a Jägermeister bomb. Then three ‘Angel’s Tits’. All drinks I’ve served a hundred times at Inferno. All with one thing in common — they sneak up on you, then hit like a freight train. I cut Ron off mid-sentence. “Sorry. Gotta go save my girlfriend from death by cocktail. We’ll talk later.”

The consommé steams, golden. — Open. She obeys, letting out a small sigh. I bring the full spoon to her lips. She parts them, takes the hot liquid. Her eyes close for a moment, from pure well-being. The scene is of a heartbreaking intimacy. Feeding the one you just took with animal savagery. I eat too, one spoonful for her, one for me. The silence is no longer heavy. It is populated by the crackling fire, the discreet clink of silver against porcelain. But with each bite, another appetite grows within me.