Kat
"I bet I can down more than you." I say, challenging him.
"Yeah right." He mocks me. "No you can't."
I raise my eyebrows and a smirk plays across my lips. "Well it is time for you, my friend to be introduced to my favorite game, even thought you have probably already played something like it before."
I get up and rummage through a few of my things. I was still having trouble finding things in this new apartment. When I finally found what I was looking for, I sat down on the bed. "What?" He says, getting impatient.
"The rules are simple." I say, holding up a single dice in my hand. "If you role an even you take a shot, you roll and odd you take a piece of clothing off." I explain. "If you are up for it." I say, smirking.
"I get it, you just want to get me drunk and see me naked." He says, his arrogant voice sounding husky.
I roll my eyes. "I mean you like looking at me when I am naked, so it is not like you can say anything."
"Okay, okay. Roll." He says. I sigh and roll. I get a four and he pours my shot. "Bummer."
I down the shot, it burning my throat in the process. "Okay, your turn."
He rolls a one and I smirk. He pulls of his shirt and I raise my eyes brows.
I roll the dice and get a five. I take my shirt off and reveal my tank top. "Boring." He says.
We continue to play this and I was in my thong and bra, drunk as hell and he was in his boxers. He smirks at me and I roll my eyes. I could not deny that I liked what I saw. I was too drunk to push the thought away.
He pushes me down on the bed and pours the alcohol onto my stomach and I suppress and laugh, he licks the alcohol off. When he is done, I do the same to him. I met his eyes for a split second and he pulled me on to him. He kissed me hard, or I kissed him. I am not really sure to be honest, but we were making out. I don't remember being kissed like this before. The kiss was like fire, it was exciting. I wrap my legs around him as he explores my body.
I moan in his ear and he kisses down my chest. He comes back to my lips and I smirk. A feeling grew in my chest that I don't know I wanted to feel. It was a desire that was too strong for me right now. I don't like feeling this way about people. It was too much. I grab the bottle and just drank out of that. I was not going to let that get in the way. "Dammit, we are out." I say. I hop out of his lap and begin to walk into the kitchen. "Be right back."
"Nice ass." He calls from the bed.
I laugh to myself and get another bottle. Why did he do this to me? He strung me along like it was a game. I wanted to play though, but I wanted him to feel something. But he made it perfectly clear that he was not going to like me.
Walking back into the bedroom for some more fun, I see he had already passed out. I swear he is the only one that would pass out in five seconds. I shrug and climb into bed. I quickly pass out as well. Too drunk to even contemplate my feelings.
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