Happy Hump Day
There are so many things I want to do to you. Places on your body that I want to memorize with my mind and paint inside my heart. There is a particular spot on your neck that I have marked so that I can slowly sink my teeth into. I want to see your chest rise and fall from the view between your legs. I want to feel your thighs pulling me closer to you. I want to know that neither of us will ever be able to get enough. I want to kiss you a thousand times. For the first nine hundred and ninety nine I will still be attempting to catch my breath.

I want to hold your hand in mine and marvel at how it fits. I will trace the lines on your palm with my fingertips. I want to turn down the lights and let the candles become our vision. I'll turn up the music and dance with you barefoot in my living room. I want to rest my head on your shoulder. I want to witness how perfectly you complete me. I'm certain that is why you're a full six inches taller. God made me that way so that when we danced you would fit me just right.

I want sex with you to be religious. I don't want to ever be certain as to when it will end or when it will begin. I want you to come from behind me in the kitchen and grab my hips. I want you to bend me over the counter and watch as my short hot breaths leave a fog on the window. I want you to control me with the things your hands can do to my body. I want you to control my hands with what your body needs.

I want the taste of you to linger on me at all times. On my lips, in my hair, and inside of my presence. I want the world to know I am taken by you without even having to ask. They will see you through me and all the love within me. As we love longer and harder and quickly become the envy of creation.

I want to hold you before, after, and during sex. I demand that our foreplay last for days. You bring out the sex in me. You give me the courage to say and think things that before I have only been able to write. Like how I want to own you. Like how I want to tie you to a bed and make you beg for each and every touch I give you. Some may not understand the scars of love, but I know you and I will be brave enough to tell our stories. Because I know that with you, even when it hurts it will feel so damn good.

I want you in my bed tonight. I want to whisper all the things to you that are currently molesting my mind. I want to admit to thinking about you naked and know that you will accept that I blush when I tell you about it. I want to fuck you with my tongue and make love to you with my heart. It's this love that we have that is amazing. It is the sex that we will use to continually attempt to bring us together. We may never get as close as we long for, but we will try every position possible.

I want to sleep with you tonight. I want you to allow me to seduce you with my words. I want you to let the lows of my voice run through the insides of your thighs. Allow my pauses just enough time to end in a moan. I want to fuck you tonight with the words that brought you to me. I want to give you a memory that you will never forget.