I wanted you! The emotions developed after I started to talk to you. I planted the seed in the elevator when I first mentioned a fling and never thought it would blossom so beautifully. I thought you would have wanted sex and that was it. I started to fall for you after awhile. I couldn’t help myself and still can’t. Every time I look at you I see nothing but beauty. When I look in your eyes I see your soul finally being fulfilled. I feel like we have connected and we are where we should be. I feel like we are walking where we should go. When I have sex with you I feel like your body is satiated with my love. I feel like your perfect and that we are magical together. It appears to me that sometime in the future we could be imperfectly perfect together like to puzzle pieces meshing together nicely. So nice that that the seams are no longer apparent. They fade away and we become one. When you look at me my heart beats faster and I never want to break the trance you put me in. When you touch me I never want you to pull your hand away. When you kiss me I want to tear your clothes off and make love to you until you cum on my dick. Then I want to fuck you silly.