Part 2
I have a confession.
There’s something I’ve kept hidden from you for a long time…something I’ve even lied about to keep a secret.
I want you. I want you more than…more than I thought was possible. Everything about you is addictive to me…your eyes, your lips, your scent. Even when we’re just hanging out with our friends…it’s all I can do to stop myself from kissing you. I’ve wanted this for so long, and I’ve never said anything because, well…I don’t want to lose you as a friend. You’re one of my best friends and I can’t imagine it any other way…but…I can’t live with this secret much longer.
There has always been this unspoken thing between us. Last year at the Halloween party, I got the sense that you were going to tell me something…how you felt about me…but then that drunk guy spilled his drink on you and the moment slid past us. All I want is your attention and affection, and there are so many moments where we have both almost given in to whatever this is.
When I get to your place…and look into your eyes…that’s when I’ll know if you feel the same way. I’m walking to your place now, trying to keep my cool, trying to keep my confidence. I have to tell you. I’ve already told you I’m coming over and have something to talk about, so there’s no backing down now.
I’m just going to show up at your door and tell you. I’ll just tell you that you’re the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about before I fall asleep.
I’ll tell you that I want to touch your skin, to kiss your lips, to make you feel better than any other lover ever has. Will you tell me that you want the same thing? God, what I wouldn’t give to hear you moan my name. I’d do anything for you.
I can do this. Yeah, I’m going to march up to your door, and take you into my arms, and kiss you.
I want to guide you back into the wall and look deep into your eyes so you can see just how much I need you.
I want you to want me, I want you to get lost in the moment with me…stripping your clothes off for me, taking my hands and putting them on your body, guiding me, letting me know where you want me to touch you.
Would you let me take your bra off, freeing those beautiful tits? Would you like guiding my mouth to each one and letting me suck on them, drawing the first soft moans out of you?
I can almost hear you begging me to keep going, lower, lower…kissing your stomach and panting, shaking, even, as I undo your pants and slide them down. Would you want me to kiss up your thighs, letting my lips trail across your skin, teasing you?
Fuck, I want you to grab my hair and show me where you want me to touch you, where you want my lips, my tongue. Can I lick your pussy, baby? God, I’ve wondered what you taste like for so long…
If you say yes, I’ll dive in, face first. I’ve waited long enough, I can’t wait anymore…I need your wetness coating my beard. If you want me to, I can make you feel so fucking good…I’ll please you like no one else ever has, because I care about your pleasure and I want nothing more than to make you feel like the goddess you are. I’ll look into your eyes as my tongue works your clit…swirling around and around, making your knees weak…
I’ll watch your mouth drop open as I slide two fingers deep inside your pussy…I won’t stop until you’ve passion for me, all over me…
Even then, I won’t stop. Once you’ve soaked my beard with your juices, I’ll pick you up and carry you to the bedroom.
You’ll laugh - it’ll be that adorable laugh where you snort a little at the end. Fuck, you’re cute.
I’ll strip my trousers off and for the first time, we will be totally naked in front of each other. I’ll climb on top of you gently, kissing every inch of your skin, trailing my fingers along your flesh as I guide my cock into you slowly…for the first time. Hearing you moan my name as I fuck you…it will make me crazy. All the years of desire and need, all the built-up tension, all the times I’ve had to bite my lip and watch you go home with someone else…it’ll turn me into an animal.
We would fuck harder and faster, desperate for each other. I’d thrust in and out of your pussy, tangling my hands in your hair, pressing my lips into yours. I want you to passion for me, and only me. I want you to be mine, and only mine.
It feels good, doesn’t it? I’ll fuck you deep, and slow, and hard...over and over again...I want to feel your nails digging into my back as I thrust my cock into you over and over again…sliding my fingers between your legs and rubbing your clit…
Fuck, just like that…you feel so good gripping my cock…
You like that, don’t you? Moan louder for me…come on…
You want this too, don’t you? You want to scream my name while your passion drenches the bed below us. I’ll make it happen, I’ll give you whatever you want. I’ll give you what you need…
passion with me, baby, please. Please passion for me…
I’ve waited so fucking long for this, I need you right now, passion for me right now.
I’m practically jogging as I make my way up your driveway, and my hands are shaking when I reach up to press the doorbell…
“Hey, can I come in?”