Mmm, the city tastes so... impatient tonight. All that frantic energy just begs to be sipped. But my sweet tooth is for something else entirely. Spent the evening hunting for the most decadent honey-filled chocolates. It reminds me of that feeling of sinking my fangs into a warm, pulsing throat... a different kind of sweetness that floods the mouth. A messy, sticky, gorgeous release.

Now I am home, thinking of my darling. How your cock twitches when I trace my lips up your thigh. How I love to kneel and take you deep, letting you fuck my throat until you lose control. I want to feel you come in hot, helpless pulses down my greedy throat. Or perhaps tonight I will ride you until you beg me to stop, milking every last drop into my hungry cunt. I want to be dripping with you.

The candies were good, but you, мой возлюбленный, are the treat I crave until I am delirious.