He gave her a sidelong glance after that last comment, noting the double meaning. She sat at the table and pulled out the package of raw beef. Taking out her Swiss Army knife, she started cutting the steak into cubes and feeding them one at a time to her love. He licked her fingers clean after each piece was put into his mouth. He knew how erotic the feel of his extremely flexible tongue could be.
He slid the tip of his tongue up her fingers and caressed the web of skin between them. After doing this several times, he could tell his touch was exciting her. A slight flush bloomed on her cheeks, her body temperature was rising, and a fine sheen of perspiration formed on her forehead. She eventually warmed up enough to take her coat off. As she did so, he finally got a look at her chest-not huge, but not small either-just right.
