"What do you mean you're not having sex with me? Before you were begging me to fuck you. So here it is!" He raises his voice. "But you're drunk" I hiss. "So? That's not going to change the way I fuck you?" He chokes on his drink. "I'm not having sex with you." I sternly say going to leave the room. He grabs onto my upper arm roughly pulling me back. "Let go of me" I warn him.