I am bound by her arms. They are not near me, around me. I am bound in anticipation. I wait for what seems like an eternity. I want to touch, kiss, fondle, tease, fuck.
Give me water with you, and fire.
The weekend seems so far and there is doubt. I want to let it go. Give me reason again. Give me heart.
See me darling bent over, wanting. See me darling, fucking you on the couch without asking for anything in return. See me on top. Look at the photo on your phone.
Feel my fingers touching your back, the lines of your shoulders, arms, legs, the arch of your foot.
More than this? Who could ask for more?
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I love sex. I love rope. Sometimes my heart finds a way to have both and be happy.
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