I need to be touched.
I want to feel her hands explore my sides and hips, make their way to my thighs and just rub them before they slide right back up.
I want to feel her hands in my hair, playing with the strands and gently pulling at them when I get all relaxed at the feeling just to keep me on edge.
I want her to cradle my body like I'm delicate and hers, all hers, and have her hold my hand when she's pinning me down to makeout with me, touching wherever she pleases to make sure I know I'm loved.











