I am not your wife!
A wild and shared hungerIt would start in the foyer of her building that first kiss away from prying eyes. Weeks worth of need and anticipation, our phones hot in our hands at every stolen opportunity. Deep, excited, indulgent kissing, the kind of thing you break away from and just look at each other in shock and joy. Then id literally chase her up the 3 flights of stairs to her apartment, somtimes id catch her, pull her into my arms, more braze...
