...It Was So Intense...

I’ve been engaged for six months now, but the night before my proposal...it was like nothing I’d ever experienced. We were at this little bed-and-breakfast we both loved, and after dinner, we got a room up in the hills where it’s super secluded. He wanted to try something new, you know? Something taboo within our relationship... I mean, sure, we’ve talked about playing with limits, but when he suggested that night...it was his idea of switching roles for an evening. I didn’t expect him to be so aggressive in a way...but the moment we stepped into it, everything else just fell away. The way he dominated me that night...I felt like I couldn’t catch my breath, but somehow, at the same time, like I could finally breathe again after years of holding back. His hands were rough as they explored me, every touch making my skin come alive in ways I hadn’t thought possible. He whispered filthy words against my neck and lips while we made love...it was so intense, and yet, it felt perfectly right. I’ve never written this down before, but there’s something freeing about it now that it’s behind us...we talked everything through the next morning. It was a moment of passion, not an ongoing change in our dynamic, though it definitely brought some new excitement to our relationship. But that night...wow, I can still feel every bit of him inside me...