⚡️On leaving space for Magic to unfold.⚡️
(Before I conti..
🕑 Added 2022-03-02 00:10:40 +0000 UTC
⚡️On leaving space for Magic to unfold.⚡️
(Before I continue with this story, if you’d like to see footage of the juicy clean-up of today’s sexy fun, tip $10 on this post 💦)
It feels surprisingly vulnerable to say I lost count of how many times I came while this man was inside me earlier. My pussy and uterus are still like 🤯. It’s especially surprising considering how the morning unfolded.
Amidst our playful sexting, Ryan shared he wanted to experience a new level of sexual fun and satisfaction with me. I shared how I longed to melt under his control, dominance, and care.
Nothing new, really.
Except this time, there was an undertone of sadness in the expressing of our desires, in the absence of that special something—that spark. 💥 We’d gotten into a predictable routine sexually since Ryan’s back got tweaked again recently.
Nothing wrong with predictable sex that “works.” There is much to be said about reliable sex that keeps the gears oiled, especially amidst in injury, a stressful season, or a period of big change…all of which have happened for us the past few months, each at different points.
But we were both longing for more, valid circumstances or not. The pulsating, lively energy running through our bodies when we touch, kiss, fuck…THAT’s what we were both missing the past almost two weeks.
And when you’re used to feeling that electric energetic connection and you KNOW how to create it…but you haven’t been, because you conceded to whatever those valid circumstances are…well, it can be a hard thing to admit.
As I was editing content for my new course, Ryan peeked in with a gleam in his eye and asked if I’d like to m££t him in the bedroom for some fun. At first I said no, feeling behind on the day’s tasks.
But as I felt deeper into my body, I called to him and said, “You know what…YES! I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
Our willingness, presence, and openness to whatever would unfold was once again the tried & true catalyst to the delicious sexual connection we’d both been craving.
Hours later, still in the afterglow of the blissful oneness—our sweat-drizzled bodies in rhythm, nectar flowing, syncopated breath, primal sounds…I continue to be amazed how much of “the work” is, in fact, showing up with an open heart and leaving space for the magic to unfold.❤️🔥
