I closed my eyes—and there you were, right beside me, like you had always belonged there.

Your lips met mine with a quiet intensity that quickly grew into something deeper, something consuming. I felt it everywhere—the pull, the need, the undeniable connection drawing me closer to you.

Your hands moved over me with urgency, like desire had taken on a life of its own, impossible to hold back any longer. And I didn’t want to stop it—I wanted you just as much. I met you in that moment, completely, my fingers threading through your hair as I kissed you with everything I had.

The world slipped away.

All that existed was the feeling of you, the warmth, the closeness… the way every touch sent something electric through me.

I gave myself to you—not out of hesitation, but with certainty. With want. With a deep, aching need to be yours in that moment.

My body responded to you in ways words couldn’t capture, my breath catching, my voice lost somewhere between longing and surrender. It felt overwhelming, like a fire building between us, powerful enough to melt everything else away.

It was more than just desire—it was connection. Like we fit together in a way that couldn’t be explained, only felt.

I never wanted it to end.

In that space, there was no doubt, no fear—just us, perfectly intertwined, holding on like letting go wasn’t an option.

You were mine.

And I was completely, willingly yours.

Lost in you.
Given to you.
Exactly where I wanted to be.

So surreal, I never want to wake up.

JMS