As much as I love your voice darling, I love your gasps better. There’s something…primal about it, don’t you think? When you can barely breathe and you’re gasping for every little bit of air you can get. I really like it and I know you do too or you wouldn’t be grinding against me like this. Ha, you’re adorable darling.
So tell me what you like more, if you can, my fingers wrapped around your neck and squeezing hard and perfect the way you like or the feeling of falling away. Do you like seeing my smile more than the darkness at the edge of your vision? Can you tell me sweetheart? No, oh well that’s understandable.
Mmm, kissing you when your mouth falls open like this is so nice. I get to feel those breaths you aren’t getting and I get to taste the desperation building on your tongue. I get to hear the needy little noises you make, one of the few noises you can make. Poor baby, you want to beg don’t you? Don’t even know what you want to beg for, just that you do.
What a good pet.