Friday, the 12th.
I have to be satisfied with what you have me.
I can't be selfish anymore.
I won't keep stealing your attentions.
I know I am your weak spot because you are also mine.
You'll always reply.
Saturday, the 13th.
I miss you.
I want to tease you.
I want to fuck you.
I want to see if you can keep your promises.
I want to see if I can keep mine.
TELL ME.
I still want to know. I still want to know you.
I wasn't done with you yet.
I miss you.
I want to keep texting you.
I want to keep meeting up with you.
I want to keep talking until it develops into something more.
I am enjoying our little emotional masochistic/sadistic toture.
You want me to rush you and be direct.
I want you to rush me and be direct.
I am horny. Lucky for you. I am only horny for you.
I dream of you and try not reach for my phone.
I am restless.
My late night runs will have to suffice for now.
I don't want a 'wham, bam, thank you ma'am' experience with you.
I want a long term exploration of kinks. With you.
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