Oh, God, I want you. No, I don’t want you- I need you. Touch me, every inch of me. I’m begging you.

When you’re on my mind in more ways than one, I just can’t control myself. I want you more than I know how to express… and one day, you will be mine, and I will be all yours.

I want to tease you. I want to bring you to the edge, over and over again, until all you can do is beg for the release that only I can grant you.

You stare at me from across the room, eyes never blinking. Keep staring at me the way you are, and I don’t think I’ll be able to hold myself back from ravaging you the way you deserve.

I want to brush my lips on your neck, to brush my fingers over your body. I want you to say my name.