The Story Of Drinking

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he fell on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and their climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a new intimate sensuality intimate that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. Having kicked his boxers completely off, his satiated cock pressed to the warm flesh of her thigh their abodomens melded together as he prised her legs apart with his knee. It was an intimacy that he wouldn't have been capable of describing, and caused a pleasurable euphoric sensation of pure contentment and adoration

Tom’s cheeks burned a deeper shade of red, the blush spreading down his neck, mottling his flawless skin. “I-I wasn’t!” he spluttered. “I-I—”

The sensation of a moist tongue swirling around the indentation of his navel woke Booker from a restful sleep and groaning softly, he opened his eyes to the sight of Tom's brown hair bobbing in front of him. A lazy smile played over his lips, and he lovingly ran his fingers through the soft peaks of his lover’s mussed-up tresses. “Mmm, you should wake me up like this every morning.”

The cool night air played over her body as she leaned back, the moonlight causing her skin to glow. And Alduin lips trailed down her heated frame, leaving a trail of goosebumps down to lush breasts. She sucked in a breath as he bit down on the tender flesh as she practically purred with pleasure. The tension melting from her body as he took her hardening nipple into his mouth. Her hands gripping his shoulder as a shutter rushed through her

"I heard what happened in Mrs. Johnson's class," he smirked, going down to kiss her neck. She wanted so badly to push him off, but she'd be in trouble if she did, yet it felt heavenly to

"I love you, Scott," She whispered back to him. Scott's lips captured hers again, their lips met in a soft, then hard, frisky kiss with her arms around his neck. His lips moving from her mouth to her neck. They sighed deeply, her breath started to pace faster as he caressed her. She could feel his hands stroking her back, down, and around her thighs. Scott groaned as she moves her body closer to him. With a quick movement Scott pushed her down the bed-

Azairah easily melted into him. It was the first time another human being had ever made her feel this way and it startled her, excited her and the selfish desires in her heart only wanted more. Her eyes closed as his lips embraced hers. Azairah kept her eyes closed, not that she could open them. The exulting, overpowering ecstasy of their first kiss that filled her core allowed her not to open her eyes but instead to stay there in his arms and let the moment soak into her. It was a rush and as he spoke against her lips, kissing between each word, he still managed a way to make her smile. "You're doing quite well for someone who hasn't kissed a woman in while so he claims," she said, not helping but to tease him as he'd teased her. "Hmm? What's this?" she spoke again through his words and affections. Azairah's dreamy eyes opened slowly. "And exactly how long have you wanted to kiss me, Kyle?" The sudden obnoxious applause pulled her back into their reality but swiftly Kyle moved with her, returning to their table. "Trust me... I know you won't betray me, love. You know what I could do if you did," she said cupping his cheek with one of her warm hands. Though before she could say anymore Kyle was on her

The two young members had you pinned to the bed, Jimin’s arms wrapped around your shoulders to hold you tight to his bare chest. Taehyung’s arms were wrapped snug around your waist and his head nestled comfortably in your chest.

Don't ever be ashamed over something natural.... love is love." His voice was getting caught in his throat again. Damn, why was talking about peoples problems and his own so hard? Why was verbally expressing yourself so hard to Yoongi? "Um... you know. I'm in some deep shit myself too... I punched Wonho and screamed at him to get off of you. I left a mark on his face and nose so it left proof. I'm sure he's gonna say some stuff about me Monday too... plus I kissed you." He chuckled lowly at himself. He kissed Kihyun. The elder didn't know whether he was a good thing or a bad thing that he kissed him. "I kissed you, what does that say about

The tea kettle began to boil in the background and your ears were quick to drown it out as Hibari grabbed your thighs and hiked them up around his hips. You pulled away from his lips and took a breath of fresh air, your nails raking down his back as he pulled you impossibly close. His dark eyes bored into yours for a brief second and you were suddenly subjected to the torrid emotions swimming in them.

Kurapika whimpered, arching lithely off the couch, his desperate, clutching fingers gathering up double-fistfuls of Leorio’s dress shirt. Leorio sighed happily, before folding down the hem of his boxers just enough to expose the sharp angles of Kurapika’s hipbones and the first downy tufts of dark-blond pubic hair covering his groin. And then Leorio was kissing him, again, following the V-shaped cut of his lower abdominals with his lips, one hand tirelessly teasing his nipples, the other circling around him to caress the small of his

“Hmm, I think it was the freckles…” You teased as you took the hand that was with his and booped his light brown freckled nose with your finger, while also admiring the other tiny specks all over his chiselled face, “definitely the freckles.”

Lust drummed through our systems. Kylar’s body hovered over mine as his lips set on mine, hungrily demanding with such a fierce passion as I withered under him, his knees had been placed either side of me caging me under him, his lips left mine to close on the skin of my neck. My head rolled back on its own accord as a loud moan left my lips, hands travelling down his chest before wrapping around his neck loosely, nails lightly pressing into his skin as I tried to resist squirming due to his attention.

“Sorry,” he said, rolling his sleeves down and untucking his shirt. “I guess you’re going to have to see if there’s anyplace on my back you can use.” He leaned forward and lifted up his shirt, and squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the feel of her cold, rubbery mouth

He could sense he was about to take the blame for his and Tom’s progressing relationship and sticking his legs straight out in front of him, he folded his arms defensively across his chest. “So?” he muttered, his lower lip pushing into a moody pout. “A few kisses never hurt