I sense you.
I feel your warmth, hear your breathing. I catch a hint of your scent. I can almost taste your skin.
Your presence seems close. Sensual, delicate, compelling, submissive, heavenly.
I imagine touching your face, Your throat, your naked shoulders, your exquisite breasts.
Owning you. The thought thrills me beyond measure.
I will know you completely.
Every word, every breath, every smile, every sigh, every fantasy, every curve.
Every inch of your perfect body
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Charles Dwyer
I wrote this two years ago and decided it would benefit from audio a year ago. This time I have no excuse. Well, none that matters to the reader.