Hungry Mouthfuls: Dinner and Desire

Sitting across from her lover, she teases him with every bite, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes never leaving his. "I'm going to have my dinner now," she says, her voice a sultry whisper, "but I'd much rather have you." She takes a sip of her wine, her fingers playing with the stem of the glass, her nails painted a provocative red. She's hungry, but not for food. She's hungry for him.

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