Tequila Romance Novels & Stories

Ondina stared at her best friend with a knowing look. "What? You can never go wrong with tequila" Camille said in a Spanish accent. Ondina retreated back to watching the tall redhead who was now dancing with a guy who was way too short for her. She was bent down awkwardly grinding back into his groin, still whipping her hair back and forth. Could she get any closer? The guy had a look of concentration on his face while he held on to her hips, dodging her hair. Ondina couldn't help but laugh.

“Come and get one and then we can head out.” The girls got there first. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but the golden color made me think it was tequila. Handing Ethan one, he kept looking at my ass. “We started out as friends and quickly became family. Here is to the bright future we have in front of us!” Roxie finished speaking as Alejandro wrapped his arm around her waist. “Cheers!” we all yelled and downed the tequila. A warm feeling spread over my body as the liquid ran down my throat.

"You fucking bitch! How dare you bite me! Since you want to be an actual bitch that badly, I'll let you crawl on the floor all you want!" "That's enough. Stop wasting time," Tyler said impatiently with a frown. "Hurry up and do it already. Once she takes a drag out of the cigarette, she'll still become your bitch." "What … What's going on?" Sheila felt someone bump into her, causing her to open her eyes blearily. "Was that an earthquake?" "Nope. There aren't any earthquakes, Ms. Garner. Why don't you enjoy yourself with this cigarette?" The man next to Sheila passed a lit cigarette to her smilingly. "Come now, Ms. Garner. Just take a deep drag out of it. You'll know what it feels like to be

I kicked off my shoes and followed her down a long narrow hallway to the living room furnished with the typical cheap rental unit furniture. "Have a seat," she said pointing to the couch. "Would you like a drink?" Normally, I would have declined but since I was in a sour mood I figured a drink or two might help. "Yeah, sure." Kelly stood on her tiptoes and looked in a kitchen cabinet. "Looks like we have tequila or tequila." She pulled out a bottle and held it up. "I recommend the tequila." She returned with the bottle, a couple of glasses, a small bowl of lemon wedges, and a salt shaker, and knelt at the coffee table opposite of me. "Have you done tequila shots before?" I shook my head. "It

Because, some calmer voice in her head answered, he’s the first tiger-shifter you’ve seen in years—and possibly the most beautiful ever. “That was definitely the best tequila I have ever had.” Roman set both their glasses down on the bar and pulled her to him as he tossed bills on the bar, barely stopping to count them. They turned and headed for the stairs. We’re actually doing this. Sleeping together on the first date. Once they were back on the River Walk, the awkward practicality of reality hit her. “Oh. I don’t have a car.” “That’s okay,” Roman guided her up some stone steps, away from the River Walk and back to the street level. “I’ll get us a cab.”

I knocked back three shots quickly. He was good looking and a little too young for my taste. I liked my men older. His name was Joseph. He gave me three more shots, and I drank those too. He leaned in and said, “Come round the bar and let me show you this amazing tequila cocktail.” A small smirk appeared on his face. I followed his instruction without hesitation. As soon as I reached him, his large hand gripped my waist. His fingers slid under my small dress. He discovered I was wearing no panties.

It didn’t work. “What can I get for you, miss?” his voice is soft and soothing, too appealing for a man. I would have liked to talk with him, to cry out my heart and eyes before him, but I restrained myself. “I’d like a cup of your strongest drink,” I said. He gave me a look and seemed like he wanted to ask me to reconsider, but he shoved it away and said instead. “Rum or Tequila or Vodka?” I didn’t know what to go for, so I picked the fanciful one. “Tequila. Add some lime to it.”

so pleasent that it cut through the excited crowd who had been making mad comments on she and the duo's banter. She recognized that voice. And the name! Raising her gaze up, she was met with those coffee eyes boring at her in surprise, a tinge of confusion and hidden excitement. "Tequila! "He called again, more like a soft whisper with his eyes never leaving hers. This term was going to be one hell of a long ride.

I was the only guest there. After that, they requested that I show them my large dick to which I responded by saying that I would. The very first thing that I did was approach them and request that they dance for me. I wanted some additional amount of time so that I could make sure that my dick was aroused before I went to bed. Tequila, I discovered, has the effect of making one more horny after consumption. I grabbed Helen's tits, and I kissed her deeply. After giving her a passionate kiss, I moved on to give Sara a peck on the cheek before moving on to the next girl.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that