I cannot wait to make love to you tomorrow. I want to spread my legs for you so that you can get very close. I want to press my mouth against your ear and tell you I want you over and over again. But most of all I want to kiss you, to be kissed by you.

I really loved when you started telling me what I could do to be a good girl today. It was a huge turn on for me, despite having to cut it off as we were just getting started. I love your eyes on me. I love your voice. I love pleasing you. I love knowing you want to fuck me. Just thinking about you wanting me makes my pussy hot and throbbing.

I want you. I want you. I want you

But what I need is to lay with you and talk to you and laugh with you and just be with you. You really are becoming my best friend. I think that’s part of why I brought up the topic of fear tonight. There’s this sense of us and becoming. A sense that we are becoming something bigger in scope and scale, even though we don’t know what it is. And that’s maybe part of why I had fear on the brain. Something bigger is coming and I don’t know what it is.

But I don’t think I’m scared. I think I’m in awe.