Still...

Mmmm.... I love this feeling. I can still smell you, still feel the sticky mess we made oozing, still touch the wet on the sheets. I watched you drive away, but I love smelling you in my bed, tasting you on my lips like this, still trembling. Only thing better is waking up beside you to do it all again... next time will be all night, but in your bed, my smell lingering the next day and you smiling to yourself, getting hard, remembering. Sweet dreams.