Drenched in Desire

Every word you sent me lingers in my mind like an intoxicating fragrance. Your messages have carved themselves into my thoughts, a persistent whisper that stirs something deep within. I find myself lost in their rhythm, replaying each phrase with an almost desperate longing.

Just thinking of your words sends shivers down my spine. I’ve found myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, on the brink of an orgasm, without even touching myself. Your messages have a power over me, a sensual grip that turns me into a mere puddle of desire. I’m drenched in a craving so profound, it feels almost tangible.

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve reread them, each time feeling the same electric jolt, the same wave of arousal. Your words are a delicious torment, a spellbinding dance that leaves me yearning for more.