Alone in bed, I lie longing for you to be with me.
Longing to hear you say those sensual words rather than read them in your messages.
Longing to laugh and smile with you in person, to hold and kiss you.
Longing to feel your shapely stockinged legs wrapped over me rather than look at them in pictures.
Longing to smell and stroke your smooth skin, to taste you.
Longing to hear the shortness of your breath, the beating of your heart as our pleasure increases.
Longing to have the intensity of orgasm together with you rather than alone.
Longing.
