shewasstonedtodeath:shewasstonedtodeath:I want you to say my name. No. Not aloud. I want you to feel
shewasstonedtodeath:shewasstonedtodeath:I want you to say my name. No. Not aloud. I want you to feel my name reverberate through your mind; when you think of passion, of bright burning lust, of skin so soft you’d never take your fingers away, of curves so pleasing to cup and mold with the palms of your hands, of a mouth made for being forced slightly open with the sharp inhale of pleasure. I want it to be me who is in those thoughts you have in the dead of darkest night, when you’re sure not a soul is watching, as your hand caresses the parts of your body you wish I’d touch. I want to erase everyone who has been before me, every single woman who has ever smiled at you, kissed you, held your gaze, sleep with you, touched you. I will erase it all, until all that is left in your mind is me. Until all you can do is become consumed by me. This narrative still makes my lower belly burn with absolute lust. -- source link