dreamt about you last night, and it’s all I’ve been able to think about since. You were smiling at me, your hands pressed against my abs. I pushed you up against the wall, making you feel how hard you make me. You moaned, and I buried my hand in your hair, pulling your face to mine as I kissed you. The way you kissed me back… fuck. My hands roamed over your body and I slipped them underneath your dress, my fingers tracing over the edges of your underwear.
