Needy (F) (Open Letter)

Oh hello my Love.

The mind is a dangerous thing when left to wander.

For the past few days, and perhaps without your realizing it, you’ve left me a wonton, hot mess.

I need to kiss you until I am breathless, my head swimming with need, and my fingers find your cock, straining against your boxers, striking until my fingers are coated with precum and you are near orgasm….

I need to be bent over for you, legs astride, and your fingers curled in my sex, the unspoken agreement that you’re to unmake my pride by making me beg you for release.

I need your cock in my mouth, your fingers snared in my hair, and for you to utter a primal “good girl” as you fuck my face..

I need to feel your hands on my thighs, holding them apart, holding me open to your merciless kisses while my fingers are knotted in your hair and each cry is more sharp as I cum on your face…

I need the tendle after: soft kisses exchanged, my fingers curled against your warm skin, your brushing the askew curls from my flushed face… Shared laughter and soft touches as we gently, clumsily pass each other just enough clothing to curl up…. My head on your chest, you lazily dragging your fingers over my back, soft spoken while we barely pay attention to what is on, knowing we’ll come back to it eventually….

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