[Mature content ahead. Please read at your own risk]
Pulling away, Silvia poked his cheek with her pinky and puffed her cheeks. Who told him to be so handsome? And who told him to have such a bitchy and cunning ex? It was all his fault.
"Bad Kevin." Silvia murmured.
Kevin chuckled and asked, "Bad? How am I bad?"
With her eyes half open, her vision turning blurry and her with alcohol hitting her system, Silvia lost her rationality.
Running her fingers over his collar, she brushed her lips against his cheeks and neck. She then sucked his earlobe and whispered. "You are bad bad and you know what?"
"What?" Kevin asked.
"Bad men need to be punished-" Pausing for a while, Silvia added, " in bed."
Without waiting for his reply, Silvia grabbed his collar and started dragging him along with her towards the bedroom.
Well, it was rather Kevin helping her guide him to the room.
