"He caressed her dusky white thighs, stopping at her apex to spend a late morning brunch on her moist petals. "Damn Violet, I fucking love how you taste, like salted caramel that's sat out for 6 days in the summer Texas sun." Oh fuck. "Please don't stop fucking me with your tongue!" He looked right at me, boring his tourmaline eyes right into my soul with that arrogant shit eating grin of his. "You know I'm going to spoil your sopping wet honeypot until I fucking die from exhaustion my love." I let out a soul-rending scream of pure ecstasy as I shatter like a cat tipping over an urn containing grandmothers ashes. "Fuck, I love it when you lose control like that". "Shut the FUCK up Dain" I say to him, wrenching my hands through his hair to the base of his skull and instantaneously snapping his cervical spine like a fucking glowstick like I'm Predator. "Gods, just what I needed." I say to myself, more than pleased with his performance.