25 ~ The Drunk Consummation

“Rules are rules, baby,”

I said and looked at her, sighing with frustration.

“I hate you, Rome,” she muttered, took the bottle in her hand, and began to spin it.

This time it stopped before me and a smile appeared on her face. I was feeling insanely turned on and kinky today.

I wanted to ruin all of her innocence. I did not know if it was the hormones hitting me or the alcohol or both.

But, I was