My Dark Fantasy Realized

I've been in my current relationship for two years now. It's solid and loving, but I've always had this dark fantasy that I rarely share with anyone. One night, after we'd settled into a routine of gentle affectionate sex, I decided to be bold. We were in our home, the house silent except for the ticking of an old clock on the mantelpiece. I told my partner about my secret desire and how much it turned me on when he would take control like this character from one of my erotic stories. Surprisingly, he was intrigued and agreed to explore it together, as a consensual roleplay. We set some clear boundaries for safety and mutual enjoyment, then got into position. I lay back on the bed with my legs spread wide open, fully exposed and ready for him. He stood over me, his eyes dark and commanding. Slowly, he entered me, starting off gentle but gradually becoming more intense as our mutual arousal grew. His hands roamed freely over my body, exploring every inch of skin. I responded by arching into him, matching his rhythm with urgent thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, raw and primal, yet deeply connected to the trust we share. We explored each other until we both reached a peak, gasping and clinging to one another.