heavenly help: The Extraordinary Tale of Courage and Adventure

Snow falls outside the cabin window while heavenly help keeps her naked by the fireplace. Firelight licks across her skin the same way her tongue licks across her lower lip in heavenly help. She drizzles warm honey across her breasts, letting it trail downward before chasing every drop with eager fingers in heavenly help. 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 heavenly help; her final cry is swallowed by crackling wood. Spent, she lies on the bearskin rug, honey and satisfaction glistening—heavenly help is winter’s hottest contradiction.