I can't hold these feelings inside anymore.
Every time I think of you...
I feel your lips in my mind, your breath on my neck.
I crave your touch. I crave all of you.
I want to kiss you slow.
To pull you closer with no space between us.
To whisper all the things I’d do to you — again and again.
My hands, your skin... Let’s forget the world tonight.
I don’t want a moment with you.
I want hours... of passion. Of madness. Of you moaning my name.
I want your body tangled with mine.
I want your heartbeat racing — under me, over me, all around me.
Mehak, I don’t just love you.
I want to make love to your soul.