NO

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I just want you to crave me.

Relax. Slow down. Have you ever just watched her undress? Let her. Take your time. Pick her up, sit her on your lap, and rake your hands down her spine. Grab her by the nape of the neck, and kiss her once and for all. Kiss her thoroughly. This is as close as two bodies can get figuratively and literally. It’s not about making her scream; It’s about making her forget to breathe. Make these minutes and moments matter. Make her remember. It’s not a race. Leave your mark on her heart. Let her ride. Go deeper. Slower. Longer. Make hear right where your bodies meet. There’s passion. There’s sex. There’s love.

Then there’s this.

J. Raymond

*unmute

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I just want you to crave me.

She wasn't a slut. She was His slut. She didn't want to be a whore. She wanted to be His whore. The pronoun made all the difference.

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How long have you been imagining it? Fantasized about it? How much do you want it? How much do you need me? Show me. Lose control. Let your desires guide me and don't hold back. Make it wild, messy and limitless.

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Love when you put your fingers in my mouth, make me suck and lick on them.

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My throat waits for your hands like my lungs for their next breath. My body aches to feel the weight of yours. My nerves are a fire pit. My mouth, always open. I’ve been cold for so long. I need to feel your warmth from the inside out.

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I just want you to crave me.