38 M4F #Ypsilanti #MI Would you Beg your Way Off the Edge?
I have this thought I can’t get off of my mind where you slide into my DMs to flirt with me, and tell me what your secret. We chat for a bit, and flirt with the sparks long enough for you to tell me something. A fantasy. Or something you’ve never tried. Something you love to pretend you don’t secretly love. The thing you don’t always admit to.
I just want to know what to make you beg me for.
If I could spend an afternoon or evening walking my hands all over your body, and indulging in the taste of you. Could I hold you at the precipice long enough to break you open? What would you beg me to do to you? If you were desperate for me to pull you over the edge. Would you ask me, beg me, promise me? How long at the edge do you think I’d need you on the tip of my tongue before your mouth would give in to saying what I wanted to hear?
I might not believe you right away. A good girl like you, saying something like that? I’m sure not. Better speak up baby, say it loud so you’re sure I can hear you from down here.