Wishing you were here touching my body

I want you now.
Even if it’s only for a moment.
It’s cold here without your warm body wrapped
Around mine.
I still think about you, just not all of the time.

If I let myself drift too far off , I get lost in the memories of me and you.
The taste of you.
The heat of you breath surfing along the length of my neck.
I loved it when you would wedge my legs open with yours.
Rubbing my wet pussy.
You wrapped your arm around my throat.
I wanted you to.
Tickling my clit with two fingers and fingering me with the other.

You held all of my dark secrets.
You never judged me .

You said you get off on my little kinks.
We would fuck each otter all night, and after the sunrise.

You told me that” you actually crave me”
I think it’s the sexiest thing anyone has ever told me.
I’m getting wet right now just imagining you here eating me out.
You had a magic tongue .
I would always organs at least twice.

Ooh. Oh!
The more I think about you, the hotter I get.

I’m touching myself right now.
I’m cuming John.
Because I’m dreaming of you.
I miss how you touch me.

The way your finger tips sent tingles up and down my spine while you gently rubbed my back and shoulders.

I miss making love until the sun came up.
Baking brownies at 3am.
Laying beside you naked for an entire weekend.
I was never really into kissing before you.
I loved the way you gently moved your lips across mine.
The twirl of your tongue .

I feel your heart racing with mine.
We become frantic With desire.
I need you to fill me.
Occupy my entire body.
I’m yours.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m9t4y0/wishing_you_were_here_touching_my_body