Life's most delicious pleasures

This weekend was filled with one of my greatest pleasures. I hung out with one of the people who helped me be comfortable with who I am today. Someone I care deeply about. He lives halfway across the country and was in the state on business. A great opportunity to meet up.

A parfect weekend for a road trip.

On the almost three hour drive back, I thought a lot about what it takes to be great lovers like we are. How two people get to where we are in our relationship. How after almost three years, just hearing his voice still makes me moist.

It's simple. He loves fucking. We both do. And he oozes passion. His fingers go all the places I love. So much that I crave his touch almost as much as I crave his taste.

And then we become one. Fluid motion, our bodies almost glued together. I'm always convinced he could never know how amazing it feels. But he says he feels it too.

And he remembers from the first time we were together a few years ago all of the things that drive me wild. And it works for both of us - multiple times. My ex never figured it out after many more years than that. I like making him happy, and he does the same.

Then we talk. And he actually listens. And we laugh and debate and share stories about life and our other intimate experiences. We tell what bothers us most and have fun like friends do. And I hope he leans on me in the rough times like I depended on him. I'm myself around him, and I think he can do the same around me. I feel respected in every way - from how he opens my doors to him not judging me. It's something I haven't known for a long while.

Some people don't understand, and they never will.

Its simple. We make great lovers because in some way our souls are connected. And I hope they stay that way forever. Thank you my lover and friend. xx

Love to the single girls,
Addison