No infringement of any kind is intended.
I pick up the paintbrush and dip, thinking. The chocolate swirls onto her body like ink, and I like it. It's exactly what I'd hoped. When the other brush, touches her skin, kisses of caramel drip and sway against her curves.
The temptation to lick it all off makes my mouth water, but I want her to see.
"Done."
She yawn, sitting up. "I guess I dozed off."
Standing in front of the mirror, her eyes meet mine.
"It's beautiful, Alice."
"If I can't do the real thing, I guess chocolate is second best. Can I lick it off now?"