The Sex though... just thinking about it...

I know it’s wrong to think about it, actually, it makes me uncomfortable thinking about it but: his small soft lips being engulfed by my rather large, hungry mouth 👄, who only wants to take him in… his teeth grazing my helix as he slowly moves to my earlobe 👂🏾...then in a quick flick of the tongue 👅, a movement that seems to want to invade my ear canal.

I’ll grab onto his arms as my very impatient lady part begins to feel a sensation that is far from unfamiliar. “I want it,” she’ll send a message to my brain, my nipples perk up at the thought of being met by his tongue 🤭. My logic could never understand why I had to go through all of that as my heart’s pace would increase, and my lungs would now be working twice as hard to retrieve oxygen and release that wretched carbon dioxide which wants nothing but to linger in my air sacs.

*Scoff* “I want it now, please”, I’ll say, and in an attempt to show how ‘desperate’😩 I am, I'll sink my nails in his skin as I pull him closer to me😏. I’m no fan of fingers but when his index and middle traces the line of sensation that runs from my stomach and ends at the tip of my clitoris…🤭😚 I’ll moan in return “Yes!” and then he cups my entire lady in his palm and says: “yuh want this 😈”. Aaaaaand then I have to stop my thoughts from going any further.🙅🏾‍♀️ I remember: “YOU’RE NOT AN OBJECT. MAN IS NOT AN OBJECT EITHER. SEX AFTER MARRIAGE KAE, SEX AFTER MARRIAGE!”

I’m left heated🥵, annoyed😖 and exhausted😪… Let’s go to sleep. 🙏🏾

#sex #commitment #behaveyourself #innerthoughts #christian