My tongue flickered in and out of my mouth, teeth scraping the surface, eyes squinting as the tangy-sour flavor of his seed coated my unprepared taste buds. I made a gagging sound and Louisa burst out laughing. “It’s not that bad! You’ll be swallowing by the bucket full soon, so you might as well get used to the flavor.” I was still trying to get rid of the taste and, at first, didn’t fully comprehend her statement. “Huh? Buckets?” She wriggled beneath me. “Are you going to rub me or not?” I cracked the lid of the tin; roses bloomed.
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