Close your eyes. Tilt your head back. Feel my fingers trace the shape of your face, your lips, your neck as you think of me. A soft and tender whisper in your ear, "You are mine. only mine. I own every inch of you. Understood?" * How long have you been holding back? How much have you fantasized about this? How badly do you want me? Show me. Lose control. Let your impulses guide you and don't hold back. Look at me. Let me hear you moan, and swear, and beg for my touch. Plead with me to give you what you need. And when I'm satisfied that you really do want me, I'll brush my mouth against yours, my warm breath ghosting over your lips as I murmur your name and tell you to come for me like a good boy.