I want you.
I want you to sit on my face, your body relaxing as I melt from your taste.
I want you let me feel you up. Devouring your pleasure like juice from a cup.
I want you to let me hear your whimpers so loud, everyone around us wakes up.
I want you.
I want you to beg me to let you finish, knowing your orgasm i'll limit as your control over us diminish.
I want you to let my name spill through your lips, writing your name with your hips, while using my face as your place to sit.
I want you.
I want you to look at how ethereal you are, from a far, as i pull your hair so hard.
I want to inflict pain upon you.
Pleasurable, blissful, but oh so consensual.
I want to hear you say "i'm yours". I need it.
I need your words.
I want you.
