Lustful eyes pore over every detail of my feed, this sweaty pool of unrequited desire. I imagine curves of their body, each twinge of pleasure I could bring forth. Hot and heavy and perfect, my fingers clenched together in ready anticipation. This desperate longing is all consuming and I can almost taste the ecstasy that awaits.
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He watched his target, mesmerized, imagining what it would be like to feel those lips against his, their tongues intertwined in an erotic kiss. His gaze fixated on the tightness of his target’s jeans, his muscles hidden beneath the fabric beckoning him. He longed for a night together, and as he licked his lips, he thought he could taste the sweet nectar of his desire.
I imagine myself, the object of desire, when I look at those selfies: their bodies in alluring poses, draped in sheets and tight cotton, their faces half shadowed in the glow of the setting sun. I feel the heat of their skin next to mine, the electricity of anticipation, and of a moment in time that is fleeting and sensual.