Just some of my thoughts…..
I love with the deepest part of my being always giving more. I lust after the feeling that gives me a rush. A rush of adrenaline, a rush of wetness, and a rush of heat.
Sometimes they clash with each other.
The love craves the quiet intimate moments, the touching, the words, and the closeness of him. The one who speaks to my heart and illuminates my world.
The lust craves more physical interaction. Touches in places that ignite fires. No kissing but lips are involved. Lips touching the parts that require attention and appreciation.
My heart calls out to be heard as my body wants to be held and caressed. My lips want to be kissed. My hand wants to be held, to be touched.
My breasts want to feel his lips, his bite on my nipple. My body wants to be explored by his hands, his tongue and to feel his fingers penetrate places that produce waterfalls and magic.
My love and lust craves, no wants, desires his dominance which ignites passion and makes me want to always be near him.