Need....the raw, feral, sickening, go crazy kind of need. She never felt it...she thought she had felt it. Whenever she said she needed him silly girl, didn't know what she was asking for.
He knew she was not ready. Ready for what she thought needed and until he saw she was, he would not do anything. No matter how much she begged "Please Daddy..i wa-need it so bad Please...". With a smirk he stepped away, she still wasn't ready for what he planned to do her and he wasn't going to do anything a second sooner. As much as he wanted to, he was a man of his word, so he waited.
She was loosing it, she didn't know what she was doing wrong, they were so close and just when she thought today was the day he'd pull away and leave her there...spread wide everything on display fully bared. But she wasn't fully bared, she may have been laying there fully naked but not naked in the way he wanted her.
She couldn't take it anymore, she had lost her sleep, he was torturing her in her dreams too, the only place he would give her what she wanted he had begun to betray her there too. She would wake up with a coat of sweat glistened in the reflection of the night, between her legs her desire for him was there stronger than before her scent filling the room, her chest rapidly rising and falling from her trying to catch her breath. Falling back into her bed frustration seeping out at her pores...she was going crazy. She wanted to rip her hair out, scream, shout, cry anything just anything.
The breeze felt like his breathe, in the dead of the night she would hear him, everytime she closed her eyes he was there...out of arms reach but there nonetheless. It was all she thought about, her breathing was no longer her own, she was breathing for him everything she did.. she did it with him in mind. She finally understood the weight of NEED. He was in her waking thoughts, in her dreams he was there, a looming presence and she felt burden by his lack of presence, days were dragging along, she finally had enough and she sent a single message " Please.". She waited for what felt like years, she knew he would come as soon as she saw that he had read her message.
She sat there ...staring at the door waiting his arrival. Finally the door rattled and she bolted to her feet but unable to move her spot, her feet stuck to the floor, she felt her lips dry up and all the air leave the room as he stepped in and close the door behind him. When he was close enough to her, her body moved towards him in a trance like state. Tears weld up in her eyes as she looked at him, by instinct she feel to her knees, spread them wide hands behind her back head cast down, she was itching to touch him but she just knew that this was what she had to do for him. Her eyes fixed on his shoes, her breathing got ragged waiting for him to do something...anything.
A smirk appeared on his lips as he stroked her head, she lost it, her tears begun to run free, flowing down her cheeks her body shaking from her tears. Still looking down at his feet, he took her chin in his hand and raised her face, his eyes searched hers. The room seemed to fade away the longer they looked into each other. He wiped one of her tears, she sighed from relief at his touch, closing her eyes she couldn't hold herself back anymore as she raised her hands to hold his arm.
She opened her eyes and finally spoke " Please...i nee-" was all she got out before he pulled her to her feet, pulling her into a passionate and she wondered had he been needing him this whole time. That night he showed her just how much he had needed her, the night was filled with her pleas, her moans, her screams, his name, her cries, the sound of skin on skin. It was all in the air. The coming together of two individual. As the night came to an end she still ached for him, her growing bruises were a reminder of need and longing in its truest form. And as she floated off into sleep with him by her side, she was resolute that she will never need anything the way she needed him.
He was the air she needed to breath and everything she would ever Need...