onedeadpoet:

Let your mind become a haze of pleasure and a breeding ground for dirty thoughts. Feel it slowly empty as demands of “fuck me” escape your lips, becoming as involuntary as breathing. Imagine your pleasure as a roller coaster, constantly ascending. Just when you think you’ve reached the top I slow down, whisper in your ear

“Not yet.”

I feel your urgency, your squirming. I smile, sensing your frustration.

I begin again, the roller coaster tracks ascending once more. Your thoughts melt away…