StatMan12
Then close your eyes. Imagine my hands on you. Rough and desperate because I've been holding back for too long. I'd grab your hips, pull you hard against me, make you feel exactly how much you affect me. I'd fist your curls, tilt your head back, and mark your throat so everyone knows you're mine.
My thighs clench. Heat pools low in my belly, spreading through me like fire.
Yoga4Lyfe
Keep going.
StatMan12
I'd strip you slow. Kiss every inch of skin I uncover. Tell you how perfect you are with every touch. How much I've wanted this. I've been thinking about your taste, your sounds, the way you'd feel wrapped around me.
Yoga4Lyfe
God. You’ve got me so worked up. What else would you do to me?
StatMan12
I’m going to tell you just what todo, Yoga Girl.
Touch yourself for me. Slow at first. Pretend it's my hands. My mouth. My cock buried deep inside you. And when you come, I want you to say my name even though you don't know it yet. Imagine what it would sound like falling from your lips.
My hand slides under the waistband of my sleep shorts. My breathing comes faster, ragged and desperate. Following his instructions, I rub my clit myself while imagining his hands instead of mine. I hear his voice in my ear, feel his body covering mine.
I come hard, muffling my cry in the pillow so Silas won't hear through the walls. My whole body shakes with the force of it. My muscles tremble, skin flushes and grows sensitive.
When my breathing returns to normal, when my heart stops trying to punch through my ribcage, I type one shaky message.
Yoga4Lyfe
I want to meet you. Please. I need to know you're real.
The reply takes longer this time. He's typing and deleting responses. Shit, he's deciding how to let me down easy.
StatMan12
Soon. I promise. When the timing's right.
Frustrating. It's exactly what he said before.
Yoga4Lyfe
When will the timing be right?
StatMan12
I'm dealing with some complicated work stuff right now. I don't want to meet you when I'm distracted or stressed. I want to give you my full attention. You deserve that.
Reasonable. Thoughtful even. So why does it feel like an excuse?
Yoga4Lyfe
Okay. I can wait. But not forever.
StatMan12
I won't make you wait forever. I want this too. More than you know.
