Her thighs.
I'm between them.
Listening to her laugh to hide the pleasure I'm giving her was painful. I knew she couldn't be vocal at the moment to many ears but I wanted to hear her moan so bad.
Make her come undone in my arms moaning my name with her beautiful voice that I loved so much.
I didn't know that I'd be writing to her like this although I might never let her see this.
YOU ARE READING
꧁ 𝐻𝑒𝑟 ꧂
Poetrylove /ləv/ noun 1. an intense feeling of deep affection. lust /ləst/ noun 1. very strong sexual desire. miss·ing /ˈmisiNG/ adjective 1. (of a thing) not able to be found because it is not in its expected place. 2. (of a person) absent from a place...