But today i am aching for it and can barely focus on anything else.
Sex by itself is completely pointless to me, but with HG it is a purposeful act, a means to the ends of deeper and deeper connection… it is like plugging in a lamp and flipping the switch… it is like opening a flood gate and letting the waters rush through… it is the conduit to our deep connection to each other and to the universe.
Today all i can think about is how i need to feel his energy flow through my body and explode out into the room around us. i need to be pinned down and cry and scream and feel his ability to easily overpower me. i need to feel his pleasure build and hear his growls as he takes what he needs from my body. To feel his pleasure course through my soul…
And then to lay my head on his chest and feel his arms wrap around me pulling against his body and close my eyes knowing my place in his world.
But i hate sex, without all of that i would probably never want to have it again.
