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The sunlight wakes me gently. A warm ray embraces me while I’m still buried beneath the sheets. I reach a hand out…looking for you. My eyes open when I don’t feel your body next to mine. Where are you? In your place is a piece of paper, folded closed. I frown for a moment. But it quickly turns into a smile. I reach for the paper… and turn onto my backside in the comfort of my bed. I open up the note and begin to read aloud... Good morning, my love. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay this morning. There’s coffee in the kitchen for you. As well as a little breakfast. I wanted nothing more than for you to wake up with your body being held by mine. Unfortunately, duty calls. Getting up on a monday morning has never been so difficult, as it is when I have to leave you. This is simply a note to let you know how hard I have fallen for you. The past three weeks have been beyond heavenly. I don’t think I’ve ever before experienced such a whirlwind of lust… From our first date at the coffee-shop overlooking the park. To last night when our two bodies became one. I can already tell I’m going to be so incredibly distracted at work today. Thinking about the unspeakable things we did to each other last night. Your lips on my neck. Trailing down my body with such unbearable slowness. Your mouth taking my cock inside. My hand is trembling just writing about it. The pleasure you give me is beyond anything I’ve ever felt before. The sound of your moans last night as I thrust myself inside of you for the first time will haunt me all day. I have a feeling that you might feel the same as I do. Based on how many climax you begged me to give you last night. God, I love the way that you taste. Beyond our sexual encounters, I get so much pleasure from simply seeing you smile. Or hearing your voice. No one has ever given me such warm feelings. No one has ever shown me love so willingly. And I want nothing more than to return love back to you. No one has ever given me such warm feelings. No one has ever shown me love so willingly. And I want nothing more than to return love back to you. I will think of the first night we spent together often. The soft hum of music floating in and out through your open bedroom window from the jazz club down the street. The glow of candlelight. The scent of your jasmine incense. I think about the way that you slipped your hand into mine and pulled me into your bedroom…the way you guided me to the bed…and the way your hands slowly pulled at the button along my waist. You wanted me so badly that night. And I wanted you even more. We had only kissed a few times before that night. And somehow we came to a silent mutual understanding that night that we were going to go all the way. I can still feel the warm, wet center of your pussy as I played with your clit. I can feel the hard knob of your chest as I teased and rubbed them between my fingers. I can still hear your moans as my cock slid so easily in and out of you. I get the greatest pleasure from making you feel good. But it’s not just our mind-blowing sex that makes you special to me. I haven’t yet found anything I don’t love about you. Your smile lights me up from inside out. I love the way you furrow your brow when you’re thinking especially hard about something. I love that you buy yourself fresh flowers every Sunday. I love your ambition and your drive to always do better. Not to mention the perfect swell of your breasts. And the way your hair so perfectly catches sunlight. I love simply being in your presence. Hearing your thoughts as you voice them. You are pure perfection to me. And I can’t be more grateful that you’ve made your way into my life. I’m looking forward to the moment I get to see you again. Not just because the sight of your face instantly fills me with joy. But also because I can’t wait to climb into bed with you, and explore the remaining nooks and crannies of your body that I’ve not yet found. I can’t wait to fuck you in every position we’ve yet to try. I can’t wait to learn the limits of your pleasure, if there are any. But mostly, I can’t wait until tonight. Because tonight, I’m going to come over as soon as I’m finished with work. I’m going to slowly and sensually undress you. I’m going to lead you right back into the bed where you likely are right now. And I’m going to make love to you with every fiber of my being. I’m going to take you to the deepest most inner reaches of pleasure. I’m going to make you passion endlessly. Again…and again…and again. I’m going to please you with every part of my body. Because I am completely and utterly in love with you. I hope that you have a good day at work. A day free of distraction and daydreaming. A day where you don’t feel the need to slip off to the ladies room to touch yourself. Or to take a break from a meeting to re-read the dirty text messages we’ve sent each other from the privacy of your desk. I can’t wait to see you tonight. Love, always. I place the note down on the bed beside me with trembling hands. I feel as if I can’t catch my breath. I’m overwhelmed with desire as I draw my fingers across the text you left behind. Then, I slowly move my hands down to my hips. Down to the wet opening of my pussy. I touch myself ever so gently as I read your note once again. I pick up my cell phone which is sitting on the nightstand. And I snap a photo of myself…my bare chest…my fingers teasing my opening…I think you’ll like it. I text the picture to you with a short message: Got your letter. Can’t wait for tonight. Love, always.