She wanted him.

Of course she did, they were drunk and he had his hand up her skirt
But she didn't want him in the bar bathroom

She wanted him in her bed
Completely naked, physically and emotionally
With sunlight pouring through the window

She didn't want to be bent over holding the wall up with eyes closed
She wanted to be so deep in his eyes that it truly felt like they were one

She didn't want to be ******* for an ******
She wanted to meander and explore and be fascinated

She wanted to be so in tune with him that when he opened himself to her she got to appreciate every beautiful
and even ugly molecule of it.