Chapter 21. Blame It on the Alcohol

Sofie’s POV 

When Roman grabbed me by my jaw and captured my lips with his in a sensually ferocious manner, I was so astounded that I froze and just let him maul my lips.

He tasted of grapes tinged with alcohol, like the wine we had just shared.

The memory of the thong incident came crashing down on me with full force but I threw the thought aside to allow myself enjoy the moment.

I could always blame it on the alcohol.

I grabbed either sides of his face as our tongues danced together in an erotic rhythm, drawing out choked moans from me as his hands crept behind me to pull my sundress up, and squeeze my ass cheeks which elicited a lewd whimper from me.

He pulled back and I thought he'd regained his logical sense of reasoning as he stared at me, "Do you want to continue this here?" He whispered, stroking my exposed thigh.

"L-Let's see how it goes." I whispered before hurriedly pulling him into a passionate kiss.

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