Chapter 1: Chapter 1

I can't stop thinking about him. His body, his muscles, his eyes... I've never seen anything quite like him before. My mind drifts to our night together. The way he looked at me, the way his chest puffed when he laughed at my jokes, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled.The way his lips twitched at my words. The way his hands were always on me. His hands.

I need him. I need him "badly," as my mother used to say. It's been weeks since we last spent the night together. He's working so much these days. I miss him. I long for him.I want him. I need him.

I need him to put me in a mating press.

I've never asked a man to do such a thing before. Usually I take care of that myself. But something about him makes me want to try something new.