If I Told You to Stay Still

Because I want you wanting more.

Written for you, D. For the next time you read this alone.

If I told you to stay still, you would.
Even if his hand was moving over your thigh, even if his fingers were slipping higher.
You’d hear my voice telling you not to move, not to rush.
And I’d be watching your face — seeing the moment you realised you wanted him to keep going.
I’d let you wait for my nod before you let him.

Because I want you wanting more.
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