I can’t help it. I can’t help but think about you in the most personal of ways, I know I shouldn’t, I know it’s wrong, and I know it’s never going to happen. Especially when you keep denying your feelings, especially when you keep trying to convince yourself you’re straight, especially when I KNOW you’re into me and the same thoughts are probably running through your head. I constantly think about what it would be like just to kiss you and play with your boobs. I want so badly to give you an orgasm, I know you haven’t had one in a while. It would be so rewarding to bring you that kind of bliss. So rewarding for you to scream out in pleasure, for you to kiss my neck, for you to allow me to rest my head between your breasts after the earthquake of sexual energy has passed.
I just want to be your girl. I’m happy to be your right hand woman and surrogate little sister, but honestly, I want to be your girl. Please come to your senses and let me. It’ll be amazing.