For him I do naughty things.
I lock the bathroom door at work and lean against the wall to finger myself.
I wear nothing under my dress so I can spread my legs for his glances.
I shop for toys and skimpy lingerie.
For him I take risks.
I let him fuck me against the brick of an alley wall.
I answer his call and let him talk filthy to me when I am surrounded by people.I suck him off in a house full of guests.
For him I am verbal.
I scream out his name as I cum.
I tell him he's an asshole.
I beg him to fuck me.
For him I want.
I want his cock in my hand and my mouth and my cunt.
I want to be locked away with him until I am sore and spent.
I want to please him in endless ways.
For him I ache.