Bubblegum baby.

He always imagined she'd taste like bubblegum, it's all he thought of, when he thought about her lips. Bubblegum and softness, and the slow, sweet drawl he teased her about.

She didn't though. When he finally tasted her, it was like pecan divinity. The smell of vanilla surrounded her, and the salty sweetness of her lips was surprisingly complex, and utterly intoxicating.

Bubblegum, he realized, was just what she looked like, underneath she was much, much more.