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I desire your eyes on me. I want you to look at me and take me in. All of me. My scent, my curves , my lustful glances which you never leave unnoticed.
I desire your touch. Your soft fingertips tracing lines along my shoulders, pinching the flesh on my hips, clawing my back until I bleed, while I thrust on top of you.
I move with you, breathe with you, moan with you. I take you in – all of you, as deep as you go. As fast, as cruel as you are.
Mmm, I love how you bite my neck. I love every drip of blood I shed after having you entirely. I love feeling every inch of you , each and every gram you weigh pressed hard against me.
I desire your arms. Those strong arms which pushed me into walls, ripped my clothes off and pulled my hair shamelessly, just because you own me. The same arms which tenderly held my flaming body on a long, hot summer night.
Your throat. I love how it vibrates when you moan as you come. I adore how “slut”, “whore”, “bitch” rolls off your tongue.
I love the kinkiness of your smile when we make eye-contact at work.

Mmm, the thought of you dries my mouth, makes my heart race and gets my panties soaking..

I desire you, sir. All of you, entirely. Just as you are – kinky and dominant.

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