I wanted to take care of Liam. The drunk part of me couldn't stop the slutty thoughts running rampant in my mind. I hadn't thought about s*x in years, but with Liam naked next to me, I couldn't stop thinking about the ways I wanted him to violate me.
"Have you thought about having your d**k made into a dildo?" I slurred in what I thought sounded sexy, but Liam laughed.
"No. Would you like me to?"
I pouted playfully. "Yes! But not for anyone else. Just me." Wait-no. Liam's c**k was not just for me.
"You're cute when you're drunk." His nose touched mine, and he pecked my lips.
My face scrunched up.
"Don't like that word, huh?"
I shook my head. "No woman wants to be referred to as cute when she has a man's d**k buried deep inside her, and all she can think about is his f*****g her a
