the way he bites his lip before i kiss him
the freckle on his left eyelid
the way he can fuck me over and over again
that he instantly hits my g-spot
that he'll stop in mid sentence to tell me i'm pretty
when he holds my hand
that he tosses me around, flipping me and holding me into position
that he's not afraid to choke me
that he doesn't mind my past
smelling him on me after we part
the excitement i feel when we have a date
when he throws his head back and laughs, bearing his perfect teeth
how he cracks me up, bringing laughter back into my life
his hunger for my body; once i'm naked he wants me to remain naked
the way my heart beats when he looks into my eyes
that he likes my smile (the one i hate)
cuddling that doesn't make me feel suffocated
him pounding me with our mouths pressed so he can feel my screams and moans against his lips
being kissed sweetly and appreciatively before and after he savagely throat fucks me
that he's a bassist
that he appreciates good food
that he's an adorable beer snob
he doesn't mind that i smoke
he's never been married and has no kids
he doesn't think i'm uncool for not having heard of 90% of the bands he mentions (including his)
when he pulls my head back by my hair exposing my throat to kisses and bites
none of the kinky stuff is freaking him out...so far
and that smile...that fucking beautiful smile...
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