the way she drank herself into oblivion was so sensual;
she tipped her head back, placing the rim of the bottle on her swollen lips before pushing the scorching liquid down her throat.
//his name rolled off her tongue so easily and it hurt more than the liquor that set her whole being on fire.//
and with the intoxicant running through her bloodstream, she rid herself from his hold entirely.
//she managed to slither out of her own skin, because he took her flesh as his shelter.//
