I am a difficult person to love.

I only need a few moments of your time. I promise I'll be as brief as possible. Just shut the fuck up for five goddamn seconds, will you? Christ. I know you've noticed that something's been a little...strange, lately. Something I haven't been telling you. Alright, fine, I'll own up to it! I've been staring. I'm not made of fucking stone! The truth is...well, to be honest with you...this isn't easy for me to say...it's those jeans, you know the ones - probably picked them just for that. Come-fuck-me jeans. I can't keep my eyes off you in them. I guess, what I'm trying to say is...I think I might be falling for you. I'm having a lot of trouble controlling my emotions. All I can think about is tearing them off you, imagining what you look like underneath them. I've been trying to keep my distance, out of respect - I wasn't really sure you feel the same way I feel. I'm tired of playing these games. Either you want me to make you come, or you don't. Cards on the table. I didn't want to ruin our friendship, and I understand if this is a little confronting for you. I'm trying to be as considerate as possible. I'm thinking about it right now! Bending you over that couch, throwing you into bed, up against a wall, anything. Anywhere. You want it as much as I do, you fucking slut. I just can't hold in this feeling anymore! I...I think I'm in love with you. God, you want me right now, don't you? I just wanna feel you shiver, make you moan. Give me the slightest sign and I'll have you right here. Anything. Please, give me a sign. I need to know how you feel. Have I ruined everything? Do you want to be ruined?
I'm going mad not knowing how you feel. I didn't mean to take you by surprise, but I just can't hold back anymore. I'm going to come back later. Let me know how that felt...