Reaching for some physical appreciation, I want to know that she wants me an that I'm the only girl she's looking at. She's the only girl I look at in that way, and I've no need of finding that in anyone else. 

I'm fit to burst with damn disire and i'm not so much ashamed of it more i can't contain it. I can't focus, all i want to do is pick her up in my arms push the shit off my desk and fuck her so slowly because i don't want to rush it. I want to feel her touching me, i want the head rush of kissing her and the anticipation of being about to get lost in her, feeling her inside me. I'm a giant ball of sexual tension.