"Going down Eye Candy. Yes please."

John Hart,
Evil,
Manipulative,
Dangerous.

But I want him.
I want his danger,
His anger,
His force.

I want to taste that mouth of his,
What would it taste like?
Alcohol?
Jack?
He and Jack combined on those lips…
I can only hope.

I want to feel those muscles on me,
Touching me,
Pushing me,
Making me feel good,
So good.

I want to be more than just his eye candy,
I want to see if he thinks I taste like candy.
To see him suck me,
Lick me,
Devour me.

I wonder if he smells as good as Jack,
When he comes.
Would Jack be able to smell him on me?
And know that I was taken,
That I came crying John's name
His former lover.

Would it turn him on?
Make him hard?
Make him want me even more?

I wonder if John knows about me and Jack,
What would he think?
Maybe he'd punish me,
Bend me over a desk and…

I bet he has an office fetish.