Of course.

"Here," I said, getting up, "I'll get that." Raven blushed as I leaned down and lick the drop of maple syrup from her cleavage. I did the same to her chin and lips. Raven kissed me before I could move back, her fork dropping to her plate with a clatter as she put both arms around me. Reaching down, I massaged her right breast through the shirt she was wearing, making her moan into the kiss. She pulled away slowly, her eyes fluttering.

"Oh, John," she whispered with a faint smile. "How do you get me so turned on all the time?" I smiled back, shrugging. "It's a gift." "J...John, this may sound a little selfish...but...could you..." She kissed me again, probably to help convince me. "Could you eat me out? Please?"