Recipe for a Heartbreak
(Excerpt from a short story from the second book)
1 cup sugar, melted into clear syrup.
“Raise your legs ‘cause I want to see you.”
My cheeks were flushed, and I was breathing in short gasps. I still had my shirt on, but I was naked from waist down. I kept pressing my legs together as I lay on the bed but my lover pulled them up to his shoulders.
“Come on, I want to see you.”
His fingers traveled incessantly. Down my stomach, lower and lower as he kissed my cock.
Suddenly he grabs my legs and spreads them as wide as he could. He licks my inner thigh slowly, making tiny circles. I place my hand on his head and try to get him to stop.
But I didn’t make a sound.
1 box flat dough, kept moist.
To him I was as rare as a Mediterranean desert dish few people ever tasted. I thought it was a wrong match, from the start...