Draft 2
Ecstasy came upon my belly, Edward has finished his feast upon my fig. He stood up from his kneeling position and groaned.
“Is thou pleased by my expertise?” he spoke with his breathy voice.
My nature's treasury pulsed from the goodness he delivered; words flew from my mouth like the wind:
“It was bewildering, thou are so much more knowledgeable than William,” I mewled in need of more. He smirked, wiping the traces of my pleasure juice from his mouth with his forearm, he knew he was better than William.

















