I consider myself a strong-willed man. I have a certain kind of determination and single mindedness that I depend on when things need to get done. It’s difficult to get me off course and distract me when I’m in that mode. Nobody can break my focus.
Nobody, except you. All those character traits fall apart when you get involved. I can pretend that I won’t break and yet as soon as you start to work me, it’s all over. Your body is like poison to my will. I’m powerless as soon as you use it against me. I try to fight it but it’s a hopeless battle.
When you’re naked and in that teasing mood, your hands all over yourself, it turns my mind soft and my body hard. Just watching you move around me like a cat gets my heart pumping. All I can think about is being on you, being inside you. To grab your hips, to lick your skin, to penetrate your wetness. To use your body the way you’ve used my mind.
You’re the only one who can break my will. But maybe that’s only because I let you!
