I’m not going to pretend like I haven’t had a lot of great sex in my life—I’m not the kind of person who goes back twice for mediocrity. But there’s an irrefutable ease with Eli that I’ve never experienced before, and I find myself surprised by the emotion coursing through me because of it; surprised by how I’m able to let go in ways I never really knew I could before; surprised by how much he reflects me back—tender in all the places I want him to be, rough when I need it, playful instead of guarded. Point to counterpoint. Give and take.
