i was about to tell you..“i miss it”
but me telling you “i miss it” doesn’t really encapsulate how i actually feel
…at all
..so i deleted it and then typed “i crave it”
but telling you “i crave it” feels like a massive understatement to the point of dishonesty.
in reality, i think about how perfect it looks when you hold your legs up for me..
and then i picture the wetness waiting for me right there in the crease as it spreads.. wetness building up from you waiting on me to kiss you…
and touch you..
and put both my hands around your throat..
and tell you i want you..
and put my dick on your tongue..
wetness just sitting there..
waiting..
for me..
i think of all of this and i feel…animalistic?
like a shark smelling it’s prey.
i want to hunt you..
and make your body do things because it can..
because i can make it do things..
things you didn’t know were even capable.. the same way i’ve always done-because we both know it belongs to me.
i want to spit on you..
then lick it up..
i want you to squirt all over my stomach..
then lick it up..
i want you to feel that familiar pressure..
the buildup of that pressure that makes you look at me with disgust..
and move your lips to tell me what i already know: that you’re about to cum for me..
ive been ravenous..
i feel like if we were together i might not be able to hold myself back..
i might not be able to control myself..
when i spank you..
i might growl directly in your ear..
i might sink my teeth into you until i draw blood..
i might choke you until you pass out..
and then fuck you back into consciousness.
i might not be my normal rough..
..is that ok?
