Bite me! I love that! It's sharply to the point, bold, daring and elegant in a rough way. Try it, say it with attitude. Bite me!

Now go bite the one you love. It's a power trip. Men aren't really eager to have your teeth on them, at least not when it comes to their family jewels. That just proves how much they still fear us. I once read some old belief about women's vagina's stealing men's erections. As if they'd be all happy and erect but for us spoiling it all for them. Bite me!

Better yet, let me bite you. One nice, firm bite right on the chin. It's such a tempting spot to bite too. I can picture it in my mind. A strong masculine chin with beard stubble. Just a hint of teeth marks in the skin. My teeth, his skin.

I'm not sinking my teeth in and tearing out a chunk. This is no shark attack, just a little fun. A bit of a power trip, showing him things aren't as predictable and safe as he imagined. Like saying 'bite me' it's daring and bold and not what he expects. It has that shock aspect.

Once you have him caught between your teeth you can hold onto him, scrape your teeth over his skin or just let go and walk away knowing you've left an impression on him. Or just with him if you didn't bite down much.

Anyway, now you have one more reason to brush and floss everyday. Keep those teeth in good shape. Bite him!