Exploring Desire in "philip of anjou"

Snow falls outside the cabin window while philip of anjou keeps her naked by the fireplace. Firelight licks across her skin the same way her tongue licks across her lower lip in philip of anjou. She drizzles warm honey across her breasts, letting it trail downward before chasing every drop with eager fingers in philip of anjou. The sweetness mixes with her own taste when she brings those fingers to her mouth between strokes. Flames roar louder as she nears the edge in philip of anjou; her final cry is swallowed by crackling wood. Spent, she lies on the bearskin rug, honey and satisfaction glistening—philip of anjou is winter’s hottest contradiction.