Want

I'm not like other girls. I have more curves, more of me to love and deal with. I don't fit everyone's idea of beauty, sexy, or appealing even. I know that. I've been told I can seem intimidating, domineering and, well, a bitch.

Not everyone seems to stick around to see how loving, devoted and passionate I am about those near me. Not everyone gets to see how I can be insecure, unhinged and in need of my friends. For those that do you mean more then words will ever say.

But I want.

I want friends I can flirt with shamelessly with. I want to have those I can trust with my body in heated moments verging on sexual tension and rising frustration. Or even in heated sexual moments of steamy make out seasons that leave parts of me shaking, my panties soaked and my body begging.

I want someone who will take me down even if I'm fighting my submission and enjoy the fight as much as I do. I want to be left on the floor in a puddle, panting and still trying to beg for more. I want driven to the edges of my limits and pushed against then. To be left raw from screaming in pleasure and pain and to know I did everything you wanted of me.

I want you to want me because you find me appealing, not because I'm just some available piece of flesh. I want to be attracted to you too. I want to crave your touch, to be near you, to feel you. I want to be friends with something more. I want you to want me in the same ways I crave you.

I want to be like any other girl. Only I want to be me too.