The moment of truth, I feel good in this moment. I know you’re home. I want you to be alone no distractions, just you and me. I ring the doorbell and my heart skips a beat, your smile pierces my eyes, your hair framed to your face just as it was when I saw you last. I lose my footing and stutter when you come into my view, you see my demeaner slip into boyish exuberance for just a moment. Right when I see your lips part back and your soft eyes attuned in recognition of me.
Your beautiful body naked in front of me. I have thought about this, dreamt about this moment, and there you are. You are so fucking hot, feminine sexual energy made real and standing there excited to see me. My cock swells slightly at the lustful thought of saying nothing at all, pulling you closer and kissing your soft heart shaped lips and how good you taste. How your body feels pressed to mine. Bathing in the smell of you, my hands touching you in places and in ways I have only ever dreamt about. This is all I want, you’re what I desire.