SINFUL CRAVINGS: A Raw Taboo Erotica Anthology
"Yo, brother! Taste this! I told you I was good at making lemonade. This is one of my latest recipes, a secret blend!"
I take the glass, my fingers trembling ever so slightly, willing to take anything that would distract me from that piece of temptation, that walking, breathing, utterly captivating piece of temptation. I bring the glass to my lips, savoring the icy coldness, and drink it slowly, feeling the refreshing liquid cascading down my throat, a momentary reprieve from the inferno raging within me. I nod my head in astonished approval. "Oh my God, Stanley, that is very, very good," I manage to say, my voice a little rougher than usual. He chuckles, pleased.