Lust is a substance deep inside, pulled to the surface of my skin like a magnet when your eyes lock into mine. When you accidentally brush against my leg, when I hear your voice, breathe in the scent of your neck in a hug, or when your hand gets close and then pulls away.
There's been no touching at all today. You're still on your work call, and casually put your arm on the back of the sofa, your hand at the level of my neck, just a few inches away.
I feel Lust growing, pulsating, suddenly filling my entire body. Please let the tip of your fingers reach a little closer, I feel dizzy already, the tiniest touch would get me wet instantly. I don't dare looking at you, I can't handle your lips this close to me and not touching mine. My nipples are perking up, desperate for attention, but hidden under my big jumper. Neck, tongue, nipples, clit. The perfect 4 steps to make me scream your name in ecstasy.
I try my best to turn my focus back onto the laptop screen. What was I even doing? Emails? Browsing? I have no idea how to get my train of thoughts back on track.
I like the power you have over me.
Silently, invisibly pushing all my buttons without your skin ever touching mine.
In the end, it doesn't even matter whether we act it out or not. We're friends, so we shouldn't. It didn't stop us last time... and is it wrong to think about it? I enjoy the longing, the dreams, the fantasies, the sexual tension, the invisible teasing.
I thought lust might disappear, now that we have seen each other naked, touched each other's bodies, made each other orgasm. I was wrong. It is still there, with the same intensity, the same trembling voice, the same adrenaline throbbing between my legs.
I'm going upstairs, I can't bear it any longer.
My heart is racing. Touch me, grab me, kiss me, lick me, penetrate me. Please. I know what you feel like, I know your scent, your taste, and I want more. More of your skin against mine, of your tongue in my mouth, of your teeth biting my nipples, of your fingers brushing up and down my clit, more of your hard cock pushing in and out of me.
Slide your hand up my thigh and you'll feel how wet I am, how badly I want you, how much you turn me on.
I've taken my clothes off and my hands are wandering down my body. Should I call you to come join me? Ask you to tie me to the bed, tease me for a while, keep me on the edge.
Hang up that work call! Or stay on, but mute your mic as I won't be able to stay quiet at this point. Take off your clothes, let me see how hard you are, let me taste the first drops coming out of you, take you down my throat, let me get you harder than you've ever been before.
Forget everything else, focus on this one moment of intense pleasure, my mouth around your cock, my eyes looking up as you thrust in and out, deeper and deeper.
I'm touching myself as I suck you, and we're both getting closer and closer.
Tell me I'm not allowed to orgasm - it will take all my strength to hold it, I will do my best to be patient until you finally let me come, my whole body shaking and screaming in pleasure.
You're not done with me yet. Take your cock out of my mouth, turn my body around, and fuck me hard against the side of the bed. For a moment nothing else matters, you're going faster and faster, one hand holding my hip, the other pulling my hair towards you to arch my back. This is where you let go, where the only sensation left is the one coming from your cock, pulsating and radiating through your entire body, making your mind go numb.
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