Do you decide you’re in love from the moment you lock eyes? Is it the conversation? The energy? The first kiss? That moment of sexual intercourse?
Does it feel like a cool breeze on a summers night? Like a glass of water when you’re parched? A warm bath after a long day?
That feeling when he’s not just on your mind but in your mind. He’s in your soul and he nurtures it. His words are filling and affirming to the heart. His touch is like silk or satin on the skin. His kiss is liquid gold but his lips are pillows. His hands are strong with a body that’s sculpted. His whispers make you purrr literally and figuratively. He increases the secretions on every level. The way he speaks and teaches and supports and listens and… Makes. You. Bite. Your. Lip, at the thought of him. All of this without actually having sex? This man is different. He is healing when speaking of healing in a physical form. What is the temperature in a room of passion with high self control?
How do you know it’s love? His whispers in your ear… down your spine… down your thighs… Up. Your. Thigh. He’s sensational, but is it love? And does he really exist?