Moments linger within and through my mind, as I focus on the littlest of details, replaying memories over and over.
A little spicy piece for the evening 🌶️❤️🔥(full piece in post below)
Moments linger within and through my mind, as I focus on the littlest of details, replaying memories over and over. Sometimes, it is enthralling, but all too often, it is torture. It’s a painful game because I’m not with you. I endlessly visualize the frisson of excitement from feeling your fingertips gently caress my inner thigh, working their way up to my panties - how they would nestle between my legs, pushing the fabric aside and entering me as you kiss the side of my neck. I envision you holding my head back with your other hand as I am pushed against the wall. I have nowhere to go but to enjoy what you have in store for me, welcoming the submission.
I want to hear you whisper, “Good girl,” when you feel me wet with desire - goosebumps quickly spreading across the rest of my skin, awakening my senses. I am immensely aroused because of you, as I feel wetness seeping out of my body, down my leg, covering both of us with my scent. Your touch, your voice, your smell, our connection, and your energy mixed with mine is unmatched. The only problem is, where do we go from here? Where do we pick it up tomorrow?
Life - our worlds are complicated, and I am utterly obsessed with you. I think of nothing else than luring you to be alone, pouring you a drink, and enjoying the aftermath of our insatiable need for one another. How I wish I could have you morning, noon, and night. But at this point, I would settle for one of the three. Will there come a time when my thoughts will tire of my compulsion to be touched and kissed by you? What I do know is I want you alone right now. I want to taste you on my lips, I want to feel your hands on my body, I want to moan your name when you finally enter me with such a passion that I have never experienced before, and I want to look at you in the eyes, pausing, knowing without a doubt, that you love me as much as I love and desire you.
My desire extends beyond sex. My all-consuming need for you is for our connection, for the intimacy that exists between us, and for the way you always make me feel lovely and valued. Without a connection, our connection, none of this would be possible. I am more attracted to your mind, your darkness, and your soul than to the physical nature of a body. You are more than a shell of a being. You are internally my other half.
©️Tegan M
Moments linger within and through my mind, as I focus on the littlest of details, replaying memories over and over. Sometimes, it is enthralling, but all too often, it is torture. It’s a painful game because I’m not with you. I endlessly visualize the frisson of excitement from feeling your fingertips gently caress my inner thigh, working their way up to my panties - how they would nestle between my legs, pushing the fabric aside and entering me as you kiss the side of my neck. I envision you holding my head back with your other hand as I am pushed against the wall. I have nowhere to go but to enjoy what you have in store for me, welcoming the submission.
I want to hear you whisper, “Good girl,” when you feel me wet with desire - goosebumps quickly spreading across the rest of my skin, awakening my senses. I am immensely aroused because of you, as I feel wetness seeping out of my body, down my leg, covering both of us with my scent. Your touch, your voice, your smell, our connection, and your energy mixed with mine is unmatched. The only problem is, where do we go from here? Where do we pick it up tomorrow?
Life - our worlds are complicated, and I am utterly obsessed with you. I think of nothing else than luring you to be alone, pouring you a drink, and enjoying the aftermath of our insatiable need for one another. How I wish I could have you morning, noon, and night. But at this point, I would settle for one of the three. Will there come a time when my thoughts will tire of my compulsion to be touched and kissed by you? What I do know is I want you alone right now. I want to taste you on my lips, I want to feel your hands on my body, I want to moan your name when you finally enter me with such a passion that I have never experienced before, and I want to look at you in the eyes, pausing, knowing without a doubt, that you love me as much as I love and desire you.
My desire extends beyond sex. My all-consuming need for you is for our connection, for the intimacy that exists between us, and for the way you always make me feel lovely and valued. Without a connection, our connection, none of this would be possible. I am more attracted to your mind, your darkness, and your soul than to the physical nature of a body. You are more than a shell of a being. You are internally my other half.
©️Tegan M
