Tequila Romance Novels & Stories

Trembling, she almost thought she would collapse when she stood up again. “T-the tea, Luc,” Velia said with a trembling voice. “It'll get cold soon.” Tea? Lucas swallowed his saliva. Was he really craving tea at that moment? Oh, maybe it was the opposite. Lucas did not care about any tea. However, he still got up when Velia moved to the sofa. The tea was served in front of Lucas. Velia gestured as she took a deep breath. Unfortunately, the restless feeling could not be fully calmed.

She had been drinking champagne. "Why didn't you cover her up?" "I just arrived," Tequila said and sat down. "So—you weren't dating her while we were dating and making love?" Enzo asked directly. "Hell no! Catriona is like my sister. And hey, don't you dare hurt her." "Why would I hurt her?" Enzo kissed her forehead as it was his first time in her penthouse. "You can leave now." Tequila gave up and left the penthouse quietly. Enzo picked her up and took her to her room. Why had she been drinking alone? She woke up and frowned at him.

“Ladies, Gents, fangs, fairies and furries, today, our little trio of bar owners had a bit of a bet. It wasn’t that someone lost but the severity of the punishment.” I smiled as he continued. “The bet will remain a secret, however, the punishment was having to take shots of this.” He held up the bottle of tequila. “This is Monte Alban Mezcal or better known as the worm tequila. We have to take shots based on our…performance.”

"What is it?" “Tequila,” Aiden says, his voice velvety. “It helps increase dopamine levels. In some ways… it’s an aphrodisiac.” A flicker of something dances in his eyes. Mischief. Hunger. Control. I raise an eyebrow. I don't know what that means. “We’ve got whiskey, rum, brandy, gin. You can try them all if you want,” he adds, leaning closer. The heat of his body seeps into my side.

” René ~”Sure, I'm with Rob but I will give you my key. Kayley ~”Thanks babe. Now let's drink.” René ~”It's your round first.” I order us two tequilas and we easily throw them back. Kayley ~”Your round.” René ~”Does it have to be tequila?” Kayley ~”Alcohol is alcohol.” She orders is some crap I can't pronounce the new. We easily throw them back. Kayley ~”God that was disgusting.” René ~”Then you try better than that.”

Tikka couldn't help but cry her heart out. The angry look that was on his face kept replaying itself in her mind making her feel entirely like shît She's never seen him so mad before. Even when she rejected him,he was hurt but not mad But earlier He was mad. He was furious,to be honest, just thinking bout his furious face made her heart sink "Miguel" Tikka stood up shakily. She dragged her feet to the bar and then brought out three bottles of tequila Without giving it a second thought, Tikka opened one and then begun drinking directly from the bottle

She leaned in and gently traced my neck with her soft tongue, sending another shiver through me, sparking sensations that seemed to pulse through my whole body, especially my heart and my already rock hard member. She drank the shot, then cupped my face with her hands. With a soft movement, she bit down on the lemon, her lips brushing mine in the process. She pulled back slightly, a teasing wink in her eyes, leaving me breathless. I.Am.Whipped. Can I bend her here on the bar and have my way with her? Please? Pretty please? “And that’s how you drink… Tequila!” She sang the last word with a playful tone, looking at the bartender. He chuckled softly.

Elio looked at Roberto after talking, and they smiled at each other. Martina became tipsy after four shots of tequila. She knew she was passing her limits, but she wanted more. This time, not for the game she had planned with Bruno and Greco, but for herself. She said to herself, “It’s been a long time since I had so much fun.”

“Sit.” Killian sat down. The club around them was dark and rich with the smell of cigars and whiskey. People laughed softly in corners, and low music played somewhere in the background. Antonio leaned back. “Now tell me, what is it you want so badly that you had to scare my poor secretary?” Killian rested his hands on the table. “The tequila you mentioned last time, ‘Reposado Especial’. I want it. Tell me how to get it.” Antonio chuckled again, puffing on his cigar. “Ah, that one. It’s not something you can just buy off a shelf. It’s by invitation only. The people behind it are… careful.” He tapped the side of his head. “Smart."