I want you to hug me. I want to feel your body pressed against mine. I love the way you hold me.
I want to kiss you. You were so close the other day, and I almost kissed you, but we’re done, right. Lips on lips means hands on skin. When you kiss me, my brain goes quiet, and I think about you, only you, all you.
I want skin on skin. I like to touch you. Your face, your back, your hips. That spot on your belly that makes your breath hitch and your hips jump. I love that spot. When you touch me, your hands, my body. Your hands are so huge, cover so much of my body. You’re gentle, always gentle, even when I want you to grab me hard, pull my hips closer to yours, press me into the mattress, pin me to a wall.
I also want your fingers in me. My god, you can be a fucking tease. It makes me crazy. You run me up and leave me gasping. Maybe I don’t show it as well, but you know how to drive me crazy. Rub my clit, put your fingers in my pussy. Don’t stop when I tell you to.
Eat me out, babe. Put your mouth down there. I know it makes me nervous, but I trust you. It feels so good when you suck on my clit, and flick it with your tongue. Jesus Christ, it scares me because it feels so good. You can make me lose control so easy. I love it when you make me come.
I want your cock. I like to touch you. Tease you through your jeans. Play with you, take it out and make you hard. Make you breathe hard. And now this next part, I know you never believe me. But I want to suck your cock. You’re so much bigger, and it’s been a while, and I used to be good at it. But I’m sober, and you mean a lot to me. I wish I could lick up the shaft, and swirl my tongue around the head. Slowly take the whole thing in my mouth. I want to make you feel good. I want you to come.
Put it in me. Like you’ve never heard me say that before. I wish I could describe the way it feels when you’re inside me. The way it feels when you move. You fit so well. I just lost my train of thought thinking about you in me. Fuck me on my back. Let me ride you, slow, then faster, until you flip me over and fuck me from behind. Wrap your hand around my throat, pull my hair, take control. Tell me when you’re about to come, then pound into me. Lose control.
Your dirty little secret.