Expectations….
“I am yours.
Breathing your breath,
I inhale the addicting smell that is you,
The scent I’ve grown to crave. Need.
My hand grips the back of your neck, my mouth runs down your jawline, kissing behind your ear as I am left breathless from your filthy words.
Your mouth covers mine as your warm commands send weakness down my spine,
I let my head fall back.
I am yours.”
- her words this morning
