Thursday, November 8, 2012

Weak

You make my knees weak. I'm sure you could tell. I am not shy about voicing my pleasure, so I hope you appreciate how absolutely difficult it was to remain silent. I had to hold even my breath in, because those moans I contained would have spilled out with my breath, had I allowed myself to breathe.

You are this amazing woman, beautiful, strong, tender. You're irresistible to me. I'd do anything to bring a smile to your face. Say the word beautiful, and what you want you get.

I want more. You said those same words the first time we kissed. They are still true for me now. I want more of you. I want you to finish what you started. I want to make you feel what I felt.

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