It's not right the way I lust for you. I crave you. I miss you the moment you get off the phone; the moment I leave your presence. It's not right. This is something new to me.
Every experience prior to you was preparing me for you. And yet I'm still at a loss. I want you. I desire you. I crave you. You captivate my every thought. You drive me insane but I'd gladly give up my sanity if that meant that you'd never leave my side. Drive me delirious.
From your full lips and your inviting mouth. How I long to bite your lips and make them even more plump than they already are. I want the pursed. I want them tender. How I want to suck and lick your tongue. It's mine. Let me massage it baby girl. Let me wrestle it. Let force you into submission. Let me dominate.
I want to feel your tongue. On my chest. On my abs. Along my Adonis lines. Trace me. Taste me. I take care of myself for your pleasure. I want you to enjoy yourself. Making love to me and pleasuring me should not be a chore. Allow me to make it easier on me.
Cream at the every sight of me. Get wet at the very thought of me. Long for me. Lust for me. Keep your hands all over me. Show me off baby. I'm all yours for the taking.
I want you. I want to taste every curve and crevice. Feel me drag my tongue and slide it in. Feed me your cum. Cum on my command and not a moment sooner. Your body is an instrument for my pleasure. Your mind is mine for the molding. Your soul will be merged with my own.
There can be no pleasure greater than the one I'm capable of giving so allow me to please you. Please, can I please you?
