Iím thinking about whether or not I have enough self-control to let you beg for it. Whether or not I can hold back long enough to hear those words fall from that pretty mouth of yours. I think about all the things I want to do to you, all the ways I want to fuck you, all the ways I want to make you mine. Then I remember you're not really mine to have... You can be for a little bit... I don't want forever, I just want now... You can change your mind tomorrow. Just be mine when my tongue is doing sinful things between your legs, be mine when my lips are against your ear whispering dirty things that make you wet, be mine when my fingers are buried deep inside your tight, dripping core, be mine when your legs canít stop shaking, when your heart canít stop racing and when your eyes find mine in the dim bedroom light and you know that, in that moment, there is nowhere else that I would rather be than buried knuckle deep in your pussy with my other hand wrapped around your neck.