I’ve dated my fair share of stalkers, abusers, or people so obsessed with me that they needed to touch me or undress me and take care of me whether I liked it or not. And as much as it’s made me really cold and distant around others, god I miss that. I miss having a woman who tells me to come over immediately or convinces me or coerces me to have a date at her place when we had plans to go someplace else. Someone so obsessed with my body she will find every possible reason to keep me by her side.

Who is always trying to just ogle me, who treats me like a possession. Who encourages me to drink or smoke a little too much until I’m so uninhibited I don’t question why she’s undoing my pants or taking off my shirt or touching herself. Who shoves her tongue down my throat if I try to protest. Who pins me underneath her body so she can savor my scent, the taste of my skin, just get absolutely lost with me. Who will pin my wrists or grab my neck and ride me telling me this is what’s best for me. That she needs me, that she can make me feel so good and so happy.

I want to be coerced to undress in front of her when we’re alone together, to join her in the bath, the bedroom. To accompany her out to events or dinners and have her drag me in another room or back to the car so I can eat her pussy, so she can suck my dick, or we can fuck like animals without a care in the world. Someone who will wake me up in the middle of the night kissing and stroking my dick and letting me suck on her chest playing with my hair until I’m ready to fuck again. Who will roll me over and shove her tongue down my hole while she milks me. God knows what else she’ll do I don’t fucking care. I just want it again. Where my no’s don’t matter. Where you know what’s best for me. Nothing else matters except each other.

And my favorite part is when I become the crazy one some nights, who pins you down and fucks you. Who makes you strip whenever I want. Or who touches and kisses and uses you while you sleep I never once feel guilty. If my no’s mean nothing, then your no’s mean nothing. All that matters is we get to feel so fucking good together