Driving past your apartment

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I'm driving past your apartment, and I had to call and leave you this message. I know you're at work. I know, I know.

I don't mean to disturb you, but I swear I keep thinking about everything you did to me the other night. The way that you touched me. The way my body responded to you.

How soft, but yet hungry your touch was. Oh my god, I'm smiling just thinking about it. The things that you did with your mouth and with your tongue.

It was like you knew. You knew everything that I wanted. I didn't have to tell you.

I didn't even have to think. I got to just enjoy. Oh my god, I can almost touch myself thinking about it.

I can't wait to see you tonight. And hopefully round two is just as good as round one.