I’m lying here and the whole house is quiet, some of them might be sleep but I can’t. I miss you and I need you to understand this yearning passion I have for you. Since you left this evening, I started thinking about you and how much I miss you. I felt this urge to meet you and to be able to kiss you again, slowly and passionately without feeling rushed.
I can’t get rid of this feeling. I can’t concentrate on anything; rather it’s my lessons or work, not even the game. I’m so use to you coming to all the games now you only come to a few. When you do come, it’s not the same. Lately all I can think of is my lips kissing every inch of your body. There are things I have never experienced because my younger years have been snatched from me but I desire to explore those avenues with you.
I need to see you soon. I need to feel the taste of your skin and your sweat. I need to see your expressions of pleasure when my tongue touches your inner thighs, and to hear every single moan that follows the wet sounds of my lips on your body.
I swear, I can’t think of anything else, I don’t want anything else... You don’t have to make a single move; I will kiss you from head to toe, every inch of your skin, as if you were the last thing in the world that I could touch. As you may have realized by now, I need you in a very special way; I need to have you all for myself. When given the opportunity, I will only stop kissing you when you ask me to. But don’t be in a hurry to make me stop, because you don’t know the extension of my cravings.
Until that time allows us, know that I love and want only you.
Love always Mike.
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