Who was the man behind the words? The man who had captvated her with his charms, with his thoughts with his needs.
He had her arroused once more, he did it so easily. A few choice words and she was ready for him, her center wet with desire. She loved the way he talked to her when they made love. It excited her and always left her wanting. Wanting things to be real between them, wanting to be touched by him, to be kissed by him.
Someday she said, someday, she would feel those hands that sounded so strong and would arouse so completly, touching her most secret spots. Someday she would feel that tongue down her throat inticing her, beckoning her to do what ever he wanted.
Someday he would take her without warning, ripping and tearing at clothing,filling her everywhere, leaving no desire unfullfilled.
Someday they would fullfill all their fantasys acting them out, role playing, becoming whatever the other wanted most. That was what they both believed it was all about. Fullfilling the other persons deepest darkest desires, giving each other permission to be completly open.
Someday she would feel him deep inside her, moving with power and desire combined with tenderness.Someday she would know the man behind the words.
She watched the car pull into the driveway............someday had arrived.
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