“I order you expressly when I need a jolt out of reality.
You’ve become my vitamin B & caffeine, I need it
I’m addicted.
Between you & I I have to admit I’m a borderline fiend.
Beginning to end I love the full process.
A slow burn till your contents bubbles over
The slight tilt to pour you in my cup
Topped with a nice caramel & whipped cream’
My name is called, “Mr. Cornute, it’s all yours.”
You have become my diet guilt with an extra shot of pleasure.
I enjoy you with two holders wrapped around my hands,
I grip them tightly as I lift you to my lips.
I want to sip you slow, because drank too fast would be such a waste, I need to make this last.
You are a luxuriating blend.
An exotic special order hailed from a land I cannot pronounce because with the next sip my tongue is occupied trying to mentally describe the differing flavors that play hop scotch across my taste buds.
I plan to consume you all night.
I carry you to the chair in my study.
Then in the kitchen to add just a dab of milk.
& then I will finish you off while lying in bed.
I’m going to enjoy this. I’m going to continue sipping till you are gone.
An exclusive, let’s call you my orgasmic cappuccino.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/5sfrh7/orgasmic_cappuccino_article_vii_of_the_contract