All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 2311 - Chapter 2320

A couple of small groups were let into the club before four local guys sauntered up from the back of the line and cut right in front of us, meeting up with a guy and girl who had been just ahead. Josh made a comment under his breath about assholes cutting in line and Rachel laughed, repeating it to the other girls. Of course, she was a little more drunk and a lot more loud.Two of the guys turned back and made their own comments and pretty soon Alanna, Rachel and Nikki were bickering with the guys, Josh somewhat egging them on. Fucking come on, I thought, keeping my mouth shut. They were all drunk and it was just a line to get into a club. Not like we were waiting for limited tickets or something where the extra four bodies would really matter.The local guys were being dicks though, and with the mood I was in I was ready to step in if they crossed the line. I eyed up the guy standing closest to me, who also wasn't saying anything. He was shorter and a little scraggly, not very well d

I sat through a crappy half hour stand up show on the Comedy network, hearing little of the jokes through the ringing in my ears, a souvenir from the loud club music. I went through a bit of the emotional cycle I had developed through years of silently being in love with Alanna. Self loathing, guilt, frustration, wonder, sarcasm... not in that order. Sometimes it made me feel better, sometimes it didn't. That night it didn't do anything. It was probably best if I just went to bed, snapped one off and then slept through half the weekend.I made my way upstairs, intending to go straight to bed but I noticed the light shining under the door to Alanna's room. Taking a deep breath, I let it out in a sigh, I had to check on her; that tequila would either knock her out or rev her up. If the first, I would need to make sure she didn't puke and choke on her own vomit, and if the other I had to make sure she both had the blinds closed and wasn't doing something stupid like lighting shit on fire

She inhaled sharply through her nose and I rose up a bit. Her eyes were wide and watery and she looked at me like I had just told her... well, like I had told her I loved her. Which I did, in every way I could think of, but had I said it? I said wanted to make love to her, I hadn't said- But why shouldn't I?Because it was too risky. Because it could make all of this weird. Because it could make it all go away.Because deep down I had built all of this up and was afraid it would come crashing down on my head.Instead I pulled the tape away again and kissed her firmly. It wasn't some open-mouthed tongue duel; we kissed hard and I could feel the emotion she put into it, matching mine. This wasn't a lust-kiss, this was an I've-wanted-you-for-so-long-kiss. This was the kind of kiss a sailor gave his wife after years at sea, the kind an astronaut got after months on the space station. It was a message, the same message being sent and received: 'You're mine now.'It ended when we both neede

Alanna groaned and rolled her body, first pulling her hips away from the sudden overwhelming stimulation, then shoving forward to get more. I could feel her stomach and abdominal muscles flexing underneath my hands as the heat from her vagina met my tongue welcomingly. I was consumed with the feeling of her under my mouth, the different textures of her skin on my tongue as I licked and swiped her lips and clit. Then the taste hit me, dirty sweet combined with a light saltiness that nearly reminded me of an odd gatorade flavour.I drove my tongue into her, relinquishing the upper portion of her pussy from my mouth to do so but nuzzling my nose under her spit-covered clit hood. Alanna was practically writhing as I ate her out for the first time, driving my tongue into her salty-sweet depths as I looked up her body, past her heaving tits and panty-stuffed mouth to where her eyes alternated between squeezed shut and meeting my gaze. She was panting hard through her nose, sweat covering he

Alanna was leading the betting this hand and cautiously put in a second snack, forcing everyone but Ricki to raise and leave themselves with only one snack left. I was next and squinted at Alanna, trying to judge her reaction, but she just batted her eyes at me and made our roommates laugh."I call," I said, tossing in one of my chocolate bars.Malena, on my other side, folded. Ricki casually tossed in another bag of chips, her mound of winnings daunting on the floor beside her. Little Beth, her eyes darting from the pot to the hand of cards in front of her, played her tongue over her lip ring a few times before setting both of her remaining snacks into the pot. "All in?"I groaned, echoed by Alanna. Ricki laughed and shrugged, not waiting to toss in another one of her snacks to match the bet. Technically it was Alanna's turn, and she hemmed and hawed over whether to throw in her last snack. If either of us did and we lost, we were out of the game."I call, all in too," She finally sa