Hope this is ok to post here but here it goes He kissed me like he was starving, like I was something he’d been craving for years. Clothes hit the floor faster than my standards. He grabbed my hips like he owned every inch of me, and I let him. Not because I was weak but because for once, I wanted to stop pretending I didn’t want to be f##### like I mattered. This happened the other night and f### it was great!!!