i think that my relationship with Sir is more than kinky, more than in the bedroom. i think we have a power exchange, and i want that. But i am so comfortable these days.
i’m not sure if that’s because we’ve settled into being together so nicely that the relationship fits me like a glove, or if it’s because He’s so easy-going that it’s too easy.
i know, i’m back to that again.
The problem ~ ok, it’s not a problem ~ the thing is, He’s so easy-going, and i’m pretty low-maintenance, so He makes few demands, and i don’t mind conceding when He asks me too. He doesn’t have to control my money, or my activities, or my moods. He doesn’t have a list of rules and restrictions.
Which is all good, yes of course it is, i know that.
It means we flow through our days ~ and nights ~ with pleasure and connectedness. Driving home yesterday, i was floating in happiness, grateful that i was going home to Him.
There is something in me that wants more. More of the quick drop on the roller coaster. More of that sense of being powerless. More of Him taking, demanding, ordering.
i am a greedy girl.