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I haven’t felt anything but sadness in months, until I’m with you.
The way you whisper in my ear with your warm breath. You send warm goosebumps through my skin as you fuck me. The way you tell me I feel so good, I take it so well, you don’t want to hurt me, It feels so good to use me, I’m yours, I belong to you, and you want all of me. You compel me to oblige. Your touch, your sounds, your breath, your presence, it all makes me feel so good. You make me feel wanted.

When I met you, you knew what you wanted and you knew I’d give it to you. A room full of people that wanted to fuck me yet we winded up in bed together. You whispered in my ear as we left that you knew you’d have me tonight. You felt proud that your friends didn’t get to have me. The next morning you didn’t want me to leave but you didn’t want to seem clingy. We made it a thing to leave right after waking up for a little while. That didn’t last long.

Your friends and coworkers would see me around and all ask if they could fuck me. You’d tell them yes but secretly not want them near me. You knew they couldn’t fuck me like you did. They couldn’t have me like you had me. Eventually, you started saying no. But I wasn’t supposed to know that.

When I’d mention I was with another guy, you’d choke me and fuck me extra harder and not kiss me or talk to me as much. You’d remind me I was yours and you’d make me feel so good. It felt like a punishment. You’d all the time ask my permission before fucking other girls even tho I’d fuck other guys always. You said you hurt the last girl you were with because you were so used to sex with me. We’d talk about our other partners but none of them are like you and I.

You tuck my hair behind my ear as you talk to me after fucking me all night. You call me “baby” and it feels so good to hear it. You tell me how much you love fucking me and love kissing me and touching me while you fuck me. It makes me feel so special. I tell you no one ever tells me things the way you do. You say they don’t deserve to. You say no one deserves me. You kiss me tenderly yet fuck me mercilessly and it feels magical.

I came over with bruises and a sprained wrist. You begged me for his name. My ex. I refused. You said you weren’t him and you’d protect me. You said you’d all the time keep me safe. That night we fucked and I made you stop. I felt so bad for making you stop and I cried in your arms. You said you weren’t him and I never had to apologize. You reminded me of how it felt to be in your arms, to be protected and at peace. You’re my peace.

NSFW: yes

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