‘(I’m definitely going to hell for this one… and this is less than 300 words, but I have to split it into three parts!) So! Imagine having Jacob tied up in bed, and you’re sitting on his lap. You caress him with gentle touches that soothe him, but leave him anticipating what you will do to him next. Just as he is blindfolded, you take a heated butter knife and cut off a small slab of NOT butter and spread it down his collarbone and neck. You take your time licking off the melted (not) butter. One drop trails down one of his pecs, and you gladly lick your way up his chest, your tongue teasingly touching his nipple along the way. His groan of frustration and arousal is enough to unintentionally make you buck your hips against his, because nothing is exciting you more than teasing him and playing him as you please. “How long do you intend to torture me like this?” He groans after you’ve nipped at his lips and leave him a fleeting taste. “Hmm…” you pretend to think as you trace his neck with the butter knife. “Until there’s none left.” You scrape up more of the non-butter from the small but sizeable slab you have and spread it all over his neck once again. “So I suggest sitting tight and enjoying yourself, you naughty boy. Because I certainly am.”’