Kitten,

I am aching to touch you. I want to touch your back and your neck. I want to run my hands over your body. I want to stroke your hair and your arms and your legs, then roll you over and touch your breasts and your face and every inch of your lovely body.

I want your cheek pressed against my stomach, my hand on your neck as you slowly slide your lips down my cock. I want you nestled under my arm, your cheek pressed against my chest, as I slowly run my fingers along your lower back and pat your lovely bottom.

I want you in our bed, in my arms, pressed against me, obediently doing everything you’re told. As you always do. My good kitten, who always pleases me.

Want. Love, and want.

Love,
Q.