Relentless, desperate, aching hunger rages inside me.
I am hungry for one thing.
I am hungry for you.
Come, lie before me so I can feel your soft flesh break beneath me, as I sink my teeth into your most sensual parts, digging deep, deep, deeper as the pleasure unfolds.
I no longer wish to resist the temptation. Let me feed upon you. Watch as my tongue flickers across bright red beads that pool upon your skin.
The skin I broke, that it should bleed, skin that makes me feel whole again.
I will give, with gratitude, more pleasure than I take. I will move inside you as I slake my thirst and you will tremble beneath me as your body gives way a rapture that is as yet unknown.
Yes, I am hungry for you. In more ways than one.
Come, be delicious.
Be the flesh I feast upon.