So I’m feeling a little loved up, this could just be boyness pheromones, something or other, or whatever. Boys make you silly, or can, or is, has, is. I have been seeing someone new, it’s been a while since I felt this comfortable around someone else. There is excitable nervousness, rough playfulness. He holds my arms behind me, forceful but not. He did this to me the first night we kissed. It drove me crazy. There is an immediacy there, teasing, raw. I like it. A lot. It makes me dizzy.
Learning what others like and learning how to please them and for them to please you is full of awkwardness. And fun. And awkwardness.
I like to have my throat held, I like roughness in play. He also likes what I like. I like the force of his body against mine, the weight. And the intent. It’s strong. Masculine. Protective.
So there has been sex, lots and lots of sex. I like this.
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