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“Exactly,” I whisper. “I need not only validation, but someone to share the highs and lows, the triumphs and struggles. But I don’t want to be a whiny burden.” I let out a sad laugh. “I know what you mean. It’s this delicate dance between isolation and connection.”
Our sex is hard and fast. Messy and greedy. Stealing and healing. Taking and giving. Perfect.
This morning, I’m keeping my movements slow and tempering my words. The woman is in flight mode, and the last thing I want to do is send her running. The metaphorical running shoes are already on her bare feet. She’s just one Lululemon outfit away from making her great escape.
“I have a major praise kink. And I like to be thrown around, but I also like to be in charge.
Women should feel empowered in the bedroom, not ashamed. And life’s too short to have terrible sex.
While there is nothing wrong with the vanilla variety, I’m more of a rocky road with rainbow sprinkles kind of gal.
Damn. I love to take control in the bedroom, but a guy who knows what he wants is hot as hell.
“I want you to gag me with your cock while you eat my pussy.”
Our time in Greece has left a stain on my soul.
I don’t want to be your knight in shining armor. You don’t need one. And I’m nothing like the dipshit you wasted all that time with. I will not hold you back. I will support you in whatever capacity you need. Didn’t you read my letter? I want to be your hype guy. Please, let me be that for you. Don’t you want to see where this goes? I’m not asking you for forever; I’m just asking for right now.”
when we’re driving toward our destination in the dark, even with the headlights on, we can only see a few yards in front of us.”
“Anything beyond the headlights is dark. We can’t see whether there’s a bridge ahead, and we can’t tell if the road will be closed. We don’t know yet. But despite the uncertainty, we keep driving.” “That’s right,” she agrees. “We don’t know what’s at the end of the road, but we look out our window and embrace the journey. One step at a time, boo.”
“I know you’re used to doing everything on your own, but you don’t have to anymore. And, baby?” He steadies me with his hand at the back of my neck and brushes the pad of his thumb against my cheek. “You are worthy of so much. If this is going to work, you need to talk to me, okay? I promise I’m not going anywhere.”
