It's only been a week and you already have me wanting more of you.
Craving your lips on mines and visualizing my toes pointing to the ceiling.
The chills I get when I can still feel your finger tips linger on my flesh.
Reminiscing on the last time I submitted my throat to pleasing you effortlessly.
Sounds of our heartbeats pacing to the pounding of our bodies colliding.
Still can feel you holding me tight while we wrestle through each position.
The light in your eyes when we lock in is hypnotizing.
The secrets that we are revealing are actually deeper than the sounds of us breathing.
The sexual tension gets hotter each time.
Fucking on another level might as well call it making love.
-DeAnna
