Semi-darkness, sitting quietly. Luring me in. Effortless attraction. Unable to resist, I made myself to be let in. Past midnight. Ungodly hour. Just the two of us. Heavy breathing. I could feel the blood rushing to my face. Losing control.
Ripped it off.
Intoxicated by its smell, I press on with my lips.
Wrapped my wet, moist tongue against it.
Gently clasped my jaws over, biting sensuously.
Ecstasy takes over.
So smooth. So silky. Like dark brown eyes staring back at thee.
It goes down my throat.
Chocolate (say it like the French do).