I ate French-made chocolate truffles last night and they were so good I moaned every bite. I imagine eating this in front of Arno. He’d get so aroused and a little jealous of how I’m savoring the chocolates. When I take another truffle he’d surprise me by taking my wrist and directing my hand towards his mouth. The chocolate is a little melty so I have remnants in my fingers which Arno starts licking and sucking. “Hmmm,” he moans huskily, never taking his eyes off mine. Who could resist that? 😉