Needing Him At Night
My face feels flush, I’m so excited to play, to fuck and be fucked.
Why can’t I sleep? I keep looking over at my phone. It’s 2:34 A.M., and I can’t get my mind to calm down. I know what I want, but I could get in trouble. But at this point I don’t just want it, I need it. I need him to fix it, to fuck me to sleep. It’s always a toss up when I wake him. Sometimes he’s playful and passionate and other times he punishes me with pleasure-filled pain. Right now, either would satisfy me. I need...