goriella

I could practically SMELL the testosterone in the air... like steam in a sauna... just flowing through. And I wanted to lick the glass! I don't care how dirty it could have been, just to get a bit of your essence upon my tongue. As I looked deep into your eyes, I saw a kind gentleness there. Love, even. As you were the first man to revere me in such a way... That made me raised up! Instead of held back. And as I looked deep into those eyes, I just yearned to see that animal hiding behind the kindness.
I wanted to see the raw NEED! The urge that you felt to pull on the chains and come at me! I wanted those eyes buried deep in between my legs along with the rest of your face... as I held you in place, guiding you with my warm rises.
I wanted to you to rip my clothes to shreds to pull my hair and take me over! To be that strong, powerful man I yearn for, as YOU take control and leave me but in helpless whimpers under your desires. As I lose all hope of sanity and become an animal myself. Responding solely with instinct and retaliating gestures.

But, I sat there... I shifted in my seat a little bit... and I smiled at you.
........... as we continued on in our conversation...