Another dark, cold morning. Far from you. Too fucking far. I’m freezing. Your absence hits hard. Like a junkie jonesing for her fix. You’re my drug. My dope. I ache. Miss you bad. Want you here. Touch you. Kiss your heart. Eyes shut. Bubble forms. We sail blue horizons. Dark ones too. Don’t care. You’re with me. So cold without you. Crave you now. Imagine teasing you. Warming your chilled body. Touch it. Feel it. Graze. Caress. Nibble. Want you like a virgin discovering cock. Timid. Clumsy. Trembling hands. First time feels. You at the screen. Back to me. Typing that cold keyboard. Don’t sense me. I’m behind. Eyes devour you. Lioness stalking prey. Soft paws. Salivating. Close now. Breath hot in your ear. Tingles you. Play with you. Tease. Fingers itch to piano you. Run over your shivering skin. Tongue tip darts your ear. Hunting you. Smell you. Feel your heat. Desire stirs. You fight it. Don’t run. Stay. Hear fabric rustle. My light clothes slip. Smell my want. Imagine your fingers on me. Taste my skin screaming for you. You pause typing. Shiver. My hands sneak under shirt. Up down your back. Timid at first. Then bold. Claiming inches. Lips taste neck. Teeth nip lobes. Shivers rack you. Minutes pass. Hands dip low. You clench. Block me. I crave that hot cock. You shove hands away. Growl no. But I’m stubborn. Pounce harder.