I had this whole script planned. Just me, the mic, and a soft, shy confession about how much I wanted you. But then you told me to sit on your face… and say it anyway. So this is what you hear: Me trying to read while you hold me open with those strong, veined hands. Me trying to stay composed while your tongue doesn’t stop. Me moaning between lines, choking on words, spiraling for you. I was supposed to take it slow. But you didn’t let me. So… I’m sorry if I talk too fast. I was just trying to hold it together while you ruined me. XO, Nessa https://www.reddit.com/user/InsideNessa/ https://www.patreon.com/InsideNessa