So close.

I could feel you against me. We were so close. Your lips were damp and I wanted to lick me off of them.

I don’t know what you want from me. Am I being respectful? Am I only allowing myself to let you show me how far we can go? Are there cues I’m missing?

It’s 12 hours later and I’m still feeling the heat across my cheeks and the feeling of you radiating inside of me like the sun.

I have had to catch my breath so many times this week; jolting myself back to reality or waking myself up from the feeling of your body against mine, my lower lip between your teeth, hands around my neck.

I don’t know what you want from me.