Two torturous weeks and three agonising days have passed. I have never felt so frustrated and so excited to count down each and every day that passes.
I swear that sexy man gets sexier and sexier and harder to resist with every passing moment. I am at the stage that even catching a particular glance for him has me moments away from orgasm. There is something enjoyable about this game of teasing and almost almost there we have played for the last few weeks but I want every inch of him to be mine finally. I need to feel him inside of me.
Tonight we head back to Earth, home as he calls it. I know technically it is my home but it is a home that is alien to me, he is my home. I an’t quite admit it out loud but inside I am less than excited about meeting my ‘real’ family and I do not know wh
