[untitled] mo betta

I would be lying if I said I didn't fantasize about the way you felt from the moment I saw you. I mean I wondered about what would happen if I leaned in and gently placed my lips upon yours...If you would feel it there, if my gentle kisses would make your clit throb incessantly. What would happen if I wrapped my arms around your neck and whispered how bad I wanted you in your ear.

Can you make me feel safe there? I fantasize about being inside you, moving to the syncopated rhythms that our bodies will create...baby, we don't need music your moans are music enough. I can imagine them making me wetter than I will already be. I just want to make you feel, awaken emotions in you that you forgot you possessed. Stimulate you mentally while pleasing you physically. Sort of like when Common begged Mary to "Come Close" to him...I want you close to me...I wonder what you smell like, what scent will linger after you go away from me...I've had daydreams about waking up tangled in your arms. Can you make it betta? [To Be Continued]