Midnight Cravings: My First Surrender to Phone-Guided Ecstasy
Middle of the night. My bedroom. Cool air after yesterday’s rain. Four a.m. Third time my eyes snap open. Can’t sleep. Thoughts race to you. To that cock you’ve described. It heats my blood. My mind. More than a tingle low in my belly. A fire smoldering. Begging to ignite. You told me too much…