Following love

For so long I have layed in bed by myself with only a puppy. Last night while I sat and messaged Heather it was the first time in many nights I sat lonely, scarred, and missing someone next to me. For so long I did not think about the touch of another. Not even a touch of a sexual need, or desire. It was a specific touch. A touch from you. I had an urge inside of myself a pining, a desire, and even a need to be touched by you. I closed my eyes and I fantasized about you after you told me good night. Thinking what it would feel like lying naked with you.  Thinking what it would be like to gently run my fingertips over your body as I traced your breasts and the inside of your thighs. Never in my life have I sat and pleasured myself to someone I have not been intimate with in such a long time. Never have I sat and pleasured myself to someone who I desire so much. While I started to feel my orgasm spark inside of my throbbing manhood the only thought that was in my head was that of your lips pressed against mine. Somehow I was able to share a moment of ecstasy with you..... a moment without you even knowing.......without you feeling......without you not even able to phathom the inner desire I had for you at that moment.

My primal desires are peaked not only by your attractiveness,  by your beautiful body, your seductive lips pressed against mine, but my primal desires for you peak from who you are.

My thoughts race between our messages. My thoughts race of when I will see you again, or if I will. My thoughts consume me by all the what ifs that I might want to turn into that was amazing. You see Heather you might not know it today, or tomorrow, but you have peaked something inside of me that is so much deeper than a sexual desire. You have awoke a part of me I thought was dead....that I thought was broken......that I thought was what no one wanted me to have.

As you read this your thoughts have raced. The thoughts of my sexual touch....to thoughts of happiness....to thoughts of anxiety from being worried of what I might tell you that is deeper than a sexual desire that you have awoken. Your anxiety is racing wondering what you awoke that I thought I lost....... My beautiful Heather please understand that at this moment in time all that you have awoken inside of me is my happiness.