Orgasm.

I need a release.  An escape of tension and stress and sadness to be replenished with pleasure and peace and elation. I need to be taken. To be grabbed and held real tight, lifted off the ground and kissed. I need a chest to rest my head on and calm my mind and my heart by listening to his slow rhythmic beat. I need to be undressed slowly as he looks into my eyes with desire…fire…love. I need to feel his heated hands to caress my body; to memorize each dip and curve and scar. I need his mouth against my skin. My neck. My breasts. My stomach. My ass. My legs. I need to feel good. I need to erase all the worries and doubts and disappointments in my mind and sketch a moment of intoxicating intimacy. I need to be spoiled. To have every inch of my body satisfied. To feel as if I am the most desirable woman in the world. I need to feel safe. I need to know he’s got me and I need to hear it. I need to feel his tongue slide across my body. To feel bites and flicks on my nipples. I need his body close to mine, contact at all times. I need his mouth on my clit. That deep inhale of my sweetness and to be ravished as if I am his last meal. I need his hands on my ass, lifting me to his face, asking for more. I need to feel electric energetic waves flow through my body. To feel spasms in my breasts and convulsions in my thighs. I need to let him to taste my juices. To lick every last drop. I need him to let me taste me by tasting his lips. I need a kiss. A deep tongue intertwined, bites of the lips, sucking of the lips, low moan, heated slow kiss. I need this moment. I need to feel his body on top of mine. His arms around me, his mouth on my neck. I need to be made love to. To be indulged by his body. By his energy. By his penis. I need to outflow negativity with each stroke of his dick in my pussy and allow serenity and ecstasy to enter in. I need to feel good. I need to have slow, long-lasting, deep plunging abandon. I need to shed tears and set intentions. I need to throb and flow and contract and swell. I need to move my body against his. To feel him in my heart. I need to feel him in my soul. I need to ride the endless tide of this sensual union. To have a constant climax. I need to lose my breath and catch my breath and hold my breath. I need to exhale. To feel uninhibited and open and complete. I need to let go.

I need to let go and orgasm.

I need to orgasm.