Venti Drinking Novels & Stories

Bastien's POV I walk out the door heading for the vending and ice machines to get drinks. I get a few juices and water and fill the bucket with ice. I head back towards our room and put in the key card, I step inside and over to the desk to place the drinks down. I hear growls in the distance outside and slam the door shut bolting it. Veonica eyes widen as she stares at the door, "What the fuck is all that?"

Spoon and fork and knife for Asher while she has her wooden chopsticks and spoon. “I’ll be right back,” Asher quickly went out when he knew the time was up for him to get the food. Along the way, he bought a bottle of sweet wine as Bianca said she doesn’t fancy alcohol that much for its bitter taste. She would usually have zero sugar root beer when Asher has his regular beer. Or 3% alcohol soda drinks when she wants alternatives. This time, Asher asked the wine shop for something sweet, and they suggested he buy Riunite Wine with only 8 percent alcohol content. He was back in less than twenty minutes.

“Drink all of it.” Victor growled, hands clamping her hips, and flipped them in one swift motion. Now she was on her back, legs splayed wide. He hooked her knees over his shoulders, folding her nearly in half, and drove back inside with a single, brutal thrust. The angle was devastating—his cock hitting deep, grinding against that spot that made stars burst behind her eyes. He bent forward, latched again, and fucked her in long, punishing strokes while he drank.

After he was done writing everything down, I looked up at Vincent, then handed the menu over to him since it was his turn. He sat upright and took it off my hand, then simply proceeded to set it down in front of him without bothering to go through. He turned to Jamie, "One bottle of Crescendo, from Powers Wines." Of course. Such a fucking show-off. I did not hide my eye roll, not even when he caught me in the middle of it. He looked away with a small smirk on his face. Jamie roughly took down the order, oblivious to anything else that was going on between ourselves.

She gently places the drink on the grey coffee, offering a shy smile for Steaven. "Yes, I do. Thank you so much. and wow boy's you also like mango milk it's my favorite drink" He takes only one large gulp to empty the glass, oblivious to the omega who's staring breathlessly. Both Alec and Ethan have already sipped their mango milk with a small straw Amelia gave them. "Yes, it's also our favorite drink Steavy! We are matching match mama" Ethan said while looking at the alpha Omega pair and they both smile at their excitement at matching with Steaven.

A tent was placed in the middle, which was dimly lit with lanterns. "Priya, I don't know what the future holds for our relationship. I believe in living the moment and at this moment I want to make beautiful memories with you, the memories that would last for a lifetime. Will you?"He said, forwarding his hand to Priya, who hesitated for some seconds and then took his hand. They started dancing. Viren took some of her pictures with the Eiffel tower in the background and some selfies. “Why don't you try this drink? It is Mimosa, a combination of Champagne and orange juice and has less alcohol in it.”

“What are you doing?” Alex suddenly appeared in the kitchen to find Athena heating something and stirring it in a pot. The man looked interested and stepped into the kitchen, approached the stove, then frowned. "What is that?" Athena turned and looked at Alex embarrassedly, she did not expect to be caught by Alex in the kitchen this late. “This is vanilla beans boiled with liquid white milk.” “For drinks? " “Yeah.” Athena turned her gaze to the pot, the water was not yet boiling but was looking warmer. Athena had to stir it because if the water boiled and didn't stir, the foam would rise and spill out of the pot. “I usually drink it when I can't sleep.”

m. "Good morning! What can I get started for you?" I arch a brow. "A venti iced caramel macchiato, double shot, oat milk. Extra caramel drizzle. Like, drown me in it. I'm barely holding it together." His fingers pause over the screen, lips twitching like he's fighting to keep a straight face. Poor thing. Work policy, I get it... but if he wants to laugh, he should just let it out. I'm not liable for snorts.

The faint sound of liquid being poured. “You’ve been standing there for ten minutes,” he said. “I like the view.” “It’s dangerous.” She glanced over her shoulder slightly. “How?” “It makes people believe they’re above everything.” Tiana turned back to the window. “Maybe some people are.” “Not even me,” Vince replied calmly. She almost smiled. Almost. A glass appeared beside her. She looked down at it. “I don’t drink.” “You don’t eat much either,” he said. “That’s not a good argument.”

Damien watched as she drank from his mug, his eyebrows involuntarily furrowing. Serena, sipping and observing Damien's changing expression, found it amusing. He was definitely a neat freak! She was genuinely thirsty and since the tea was quite good, she ended up drinking several more sips. By the time Serena put the mug down, she had already drunk half of the tea inside. Damien watched as Serena set down her cup and said, "Next time you want some water, there are disposable cups over there."