Secret Lust

Is it so bad that when I message you and you message me, my hand wanders and I find myself touching and rubbing, flicking and pinching?

What would you think if you knew I was moaning out your name? Or that I have your face memorized and yet there you are on my screen?

Should I tell you that you turn me on with just a few words, words you probably didn’t even intend to use that way?

I want you to know how I feel, really truly and fully… and also, I’m afraid of losing you if what I were tell you offended you. And so here I lay, day by day, imagining, fantasizing, dreaming, and stroking.

Wishing you were here with me.

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