Behind the Curtain of hicky on neck: Hidden Sensuality

Snow falls outside the cabin window while hicky on neck keeps her naked by the fireplace. Firelight licks across her skin the same way her tongue licks across her lower lip in hicky on neck. She drizzles warm honey across her breasts, letting it trail downward before chasing every drop with eager fingers in hicky on neck. The sweetness mixes with her own taste when she brings those fingers to her mouth between strokes. Flames roar louder as she nears the edge in hicky on neck; her final cry is swallowed by crackling wood. Spent, she lies on the bearskin rug, honey and satisfaction glistening—hicky on neck is winter’s hottest contradiction.