You're like a child- a dimwitted child well on its way to become an idiot. And you're so lazy.
I want you to be the one to initiate romance between us, I want you to take me against the wall or just cage me in and wrap yourself around me.
Have you ever thought of being more active? Of tearing my clothes off and teasing me until I beg for you on my knees, trembling and hot all over?
Each time we make love, I feel like you are not into it. Yeah, you're there, hard and warm, feeling so good inside of me but I am doing all the work while you just lie there and have no decency to stop sucking on a lollipop.
So lazy.
So pathetic and demeaning.
Our bed is full of crumbs instead of love. If it weren't for the cookies, it would have been too cold to lie in.