She has no concept of just how sexy she is to me or just how easy it is for her to turn me on. I don't ever have to work at being aroused, that craving can just rush at me out of nowhere. Bless her. Most of the time, when she says or does something that sends shivers through me, she's not intending to spark a sexual encounter. But, Oh My God, I can't help myself. She is just irresistible with every breath that she breathes.
I wanted her with every vibration in my being. She walked out onto the deck of the ship that day like a rose unfolding in the dawn of a spring morning. The closer she walked towards me the harder it became to breathe at a normal pace. It was irrational. At that point, I had known her touch before, I knew every curve and crevice. And yet, she was ever-changing into something more glorious than I had experienced the time before.