Chapter 156: Taste better on your lips

"I said more!" She yelled at him, Dante closed his eyes, his mother had no idea of how low his wife's tolerance for alcohol was. If she starts drinking, she is not going to stop till she sees the last drop go down her throat.

Barbara grabbed the other bottle, she was struggling to open it, Dante looked at her, he was never going to let her drink with anyone, except him, Dante grabbed the bottle from her.

"Why?"

"You should stop now, you can't go on anymore." He moved the bottle from her, and she tried to get it, he raised his hand, and she tried again, and he raised it higher.

She hissed in frustration, as she saw him move his hand higher, he had no choice but to crawl on him to get it, he moved it from one hand to the other.

"Idiot! Give it to me." She cursed, Dante, frowned, then looked at her. "Are you cursing me?" He asked, Barbara didn't reply, she ignored him as she tried to get the wine from Dante.

This time, Barbara's soft mounds brushed against his face, she wasn't wearing a b