Morgan • 24 • Houston, Tx • Girls • Aquarius
Pin me down and gently drag your lips and fingertips all over my skin. Put your mouth on my neck and use your teeth to send chills down my spine. Climb on top of me. Look deep into my eyes. Press that cunning smile against my wanting lips. Bite my lip. Make me whimper. Pull my hair. Help me let out some sweet little moans for you. Whisper in my ear everything you could do to me, everything you want to do to me…then don’t. Make me want it. Make my body beg for it.
if you like me, tell me. wanna kiss me? go for it. mad at me? tell me why and I’ll do my best to fix it. life is too short for unsaid words and regrets. so fucking live.
take me laser tagging and then push me into a corner and kiss me. then shoot me and walk away.
Don’t be afraid to touch me. I love touch. I crave it. Lean your head on my shoulder. Hold my hand, or even my finger. Hook your arm in mine. Rest your hand on my thigh. Trace your fingertips over my forearm. Wrap your arm around me or over my shoulders. Just touch me. I’ll love it and it’ll drive me crazy.
That slam me down on the bed type shit, that grind on me and make me beg type shit.
“You deserve to need me, not to have me.”
—
Augusten Burroughs, Running with Scissors
“If you hesitate between me and another person, don’t choose me.”
— Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
