I cannot get enough of you. We have so many things to do before these guests arrive, but I can’t wait. Things got busy last night, we weren’t able to connect on the level that I need. And I miss you. It’s only been about 24 hours since I’ve last felt your thick, throbbing cock inside my tight pussy. But God, it feels like days. I can’t focus on anything aside from the sound of your voice in the other room as you corral the kids into showers and clean clothes. That voice…. How gentle you are with our babies, sweet and fatherly. The way it changes to firm and edgy with me. How you get hoarse and raspy when you’re holding me down with your hand over my mouth, thrusting deep into me, groaning and telling me that you’re going to flood my cunt. I love when you get primal with me. You’re so fucking sexy, my perfect baby.

My fingers are twitching now at my sides. I’ve got that junkie itch. That blind, desperate need to feel your muscles tensing under my touch. To have your gorgeous body between my thighs, buried inside me, biting on my neck, telling me to cum, telling me to fucking take it. I need you now, baby. The way that you were looking at me over breakfast tells me that it would only take a few minutes for both of us. Nothing fancy, just a quick fuck. Up against the wall in the living room while the kids are upstairs and getting ready. My leg around your waist, my panties to the side. Fucking me with that perfect cock. Stretching me around you. Kissing me, swallowing my moans as I feel you pulse and cum inside me. Take me, baby. I can’t wait another minute to have you.