I crave both sides of it—being soft and submissive one second, then taking control the next. I love teasing you slowly, making you ache for me, knowing I can give you exactly what you need when you’re desperate for it. I’m the thought that takes over when you’re alone, the fantasy you keep coming back to. I love touching myself, letting my body melt into every sensation, taking my time as I build it up and give myself exactly what I want—again and again.