Submissive Desires

Reminiscing over your touch. Your control and erotic denomination of my body.

hen You’re away i wrap myself in Your shirt. Your smell comforts me. Sometimes i can feel your heat. i can close my eyes and imagine it’s Your arms wrapped around me. i know it’s silly but i crave that comfort.

i can’t sleep in this big empty bed. To much empty space. To much room and no warmth.

The pause just before contact reminds me who’s in control. My knees go weak. I lean in desperate for that last fraction of space to be close between us. You claim me with gentle dominance. It’s with that realization that I know I'll always come to You; always lean in.

Let me feel my way around. Discovering and learning every inch of You. Let me feel what makes you hard. Catches Your breath and pleases You. i dream of exploring every inch with my fingers. my lips. my tongue.

No words. You convey more with taste and touch.

Longing to spark your imagination.