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Is it wrong to ask for more?

Because honestly, I really do want more.

I want more of you, more of us.

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I want more of you, more of your heart-melting stares. Your stares that make me blush until I turn red as a tomato. I always feel the sudden rush of blood up to my cheeks because of the tingly romantic feeling you’re giving me.

I want more of you, more of your manly voice. Your voice, that send chills through my spine, was the favorite music of my ears. It gives me goosebumps, not because of fear, but because of the sudden feeling of excitement. I always feel excited of what will you tell me, what are the words that will come out from your mouth.

I want more of you, more of your familiar scent. I was so addicted to that scent of yours. You smell so good that it makes my knees weaker every time I had a chance to get closer to you, yet at the same time, reminds me that I am home. You are my home.

I want more of you, more of your relaxing touch. Your touch that makes me forget everything about this difficult reality. That’s the only thing that makes me calm down despite the pressure that I’m undergoing. Every time you gently touch me, hold me, I become more confident that I can pass through anything.

I want more of you, more of your warm hugs. Your hugs that reassure me everything will soon be alright, as long as we’re together, as long as you’re here by my side. I love it whenever you hug me so tight that makes me feel like you’ll never let me go. I love the way you hug me from behind, wrapping your arms around me, that tells me how afraid you are to lose me.

I want more of you, more of your passionate kisses. Your soft lips that lingers on mine sweetly, just like a classic red wine, makes me feel I’m floating so high in the sky. All the times that our lips are locked together, I can sense that everything around us vanishes, that we are the only people here. Your kiss makes my world stop spinning as the butterflies in my stomach go wild. Every time that your lips were on mine, I was reminded that my heart only beats for one person, and that was you— no other than you.

I will never get enough of you; I will always want more of you.

I want more.

I want more of you, more of us.

Send me the best BW Tampal!

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