Her breath is like honey spiced with cloves,
Her mouth delicious as a ripened mango.
To press kisses on her skin is to taste the lotus,
The deep cave of her navel hides a store of spices
What pleasure lies beyond, the tongue knows,
But cannot speak of it.
Srngarakarika, Kumaradadatta
12th century
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I like to read all types of books and write erotic romances about hot heroes and real heroines of all backgrounds. When I'm not seducing readers with my stories, I'm seducing others with aphrodisiac-filled recipes.
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