Yours

I wake up aching for you—still wrapped in the memory of the night before. I try to satisfy the craving on my own, but it only leaves me wanting more, because nothing compares to the way you make me feel. Frustration slips out as a soft whimper… and that’s when the door opens. You’re there—calm, commanding, unmistakably in control. Ready. Primal. Running time 17 minutes/mp3 file