Headstrong Desire: The Awakening of Desire

My husband loves me, he says so. He puts his hand on my head, looking up at me with big eyes, and smiles at me. He wants to be close to me, as if I'm a part of him. Then he lifts me up, holding me tight by the belt, and begins to suck on me gently. It feels like a gentle tug, like a soft brush. I can't help but moan as he continues to lick at my skin. He's making me feel so good, like nothing in the world could stop me from being close to him.

He looks down at his hand, and smiles even more. "You're mine," he says to me. "I just want you." And with that, he starts to thrust on me, showing me how much he wants me. It's like a really, really hard kick in the pants, but I can't stop it. I'm too excited. I want him now, before he even has a chance.

But then, he stops and looks at me again. "Do you need anything, sweetheart?" he asks. And just like that, he picks up my black dress and puts it back on the chair. It's funny how life can go from bad to good in the blink of an eye.

I know I'll get those knickers back tonight, so I can wear them again. But for now, I'm too happy being close to him. He's making me feel so good, and nothing else matters.

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