Want vs Need

I want her to move the way she does. It makes me feel excited, thrilling and like a new teenager who still trying to figure out what these emotions are. She makes me wanna touch her, makes me wanna feel her. She makes me wanna flow freely to rhythm of the musical harmony she makes me feel. She’s really nice. I am attracted.

She’s nice. I like the way she is. She talks nicely. She’s really polite. I like her a lot. We can be amazing friends. We are dating. I do enjoy her company. I do like sleeping next to her, and hugging her dearly. I don’t want to touch her like that though. Maybe later on I will. She’s my one though, so I should touch her how she wants it. I will. I don’t feel very attracted though. Maybe it’s godly and the attraction is satanic. I’m not horny. But she’s my babe and I want her to be my babe. I want to call her my babe. I’d be with her even if she gets sick. I’d stay with her. She’s my girl. I am not attracted to her though. I don’t want to fill her up with my fluids. Sex with her is very friendly. I laugh a lot. I giggle. I relax. I feel in love. I don’t have a hard on though.