FMLYHM (Fuck Me Like You Hate Me)
Good afternoon, my Lovelies! It’s Thursday and I’m so ready for the weekend! At least I think I’m ready for the weekend. I need major amounts of time to do some writing, but I have a bad feeling that I’m going to be spending a large portion of my weekend doing garden stuff. Yay…fun… Did you hear the sarcasm there? If not, believe me, it’s there.
So how are you? I hope all is well and that you’ve found a
reason to smile this week!
I have a question for all of you who are in relationships,
especially those of you in long-term relationships. But before I ask, let me
see if I can lead you a little way down the path that I’m going rabbit down.
When we’re in relationships we tend to go through stages
sexually. There’s that initial can’t keep your hands off each other phase. You
know what I mean, that phase where you can do nothing but think about getting
home and getting a little (or a lot) wild and crazy.
Then the heat from the fire that your relationship starts
with simmers down some. Oh, there are still hot spots, but for the most part, it
is just a nice warm comfy level.
Then, let’s be real here, if we’re going by a “traditional”
relationship, if there weren’t already kids in the picture, then chances are
that they are going to come along once you’ve reached that nice plateau in your
sex life. Again, let’s be real, they usually fuck up our sex lives.
We’re exhausted from caring for them, trying to keep up with
our housework, and if there’s a job outside of the home, then there’s even more
piled on top of you. I think we all go through that phase where we have no
energy for sex – even when we REALLY want to.
So, at this point our sex lives may become stagnant, maybe
even non-existent.
Well, if you hang in there, eventually the kids grow up, and things get a little easier on us as far as our time and energy constraints. And
if we’re lucky, our sex lives come back on track. It may be a slow return, but
hopefully, things do get better.
If we’re extremely lucky, we begin to pick up some of the initial
heat we felt when we first got with our partner. If you’re not there yet, I
hope your return to the heat comes quickly. I feel like I’m finally getting
some of that fire going again, and it’s amazing. Now, is this because I’ve entered
that point in my life where I’m not needed every second of every day? Or is
this because I tend to think about sex and relationships 24/7? (Trust me, when
you’re a romance writer, these things are very prevalent in your thoughts.)
Maybe it’s a combination of both? I don’t know.
Okay, so here’s my question for you: If you’re at the point
in your life where you’ve gone through all these stages, do you want your sexy
time with your partner to be a nice slow burn? Or do you want a hardcore
pounding? Do you want to “make love” or “have sex”?
Or, do you want a mixture of both?
Sorry if this is too personal for you, but I’m finding more
and more that I just want the hardcore. I’m finding that I’m looking more for
the release/giving the release than I am for the slow burn of love-making. I love. I’m loved. We
know we love each other. I just want the sex.
Is it just me?
Until next time, and as always,
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