I can’t sleep well until I get this off my chest.
In my defense, he never wore a ring. The man who was always available for video chats and consistent days of messaging never showed me any sign of being taken. His words confidently assured me of the opposite, and as I crawled on top of him I had never felt this selfish, entitled feeling like no one had ever and no one could ever belong to me more.
He knew I was more passionate than the women of his past, and I knew he was larger than the men in mine. We didn’t consider condoms, not tonight. Not in our fantasies over the past 1,000+ days. I wanted to feel all of him. I wanted him to know as my nails gripped the one shoulder that wasn’t injured from his heavy camera equipment, I was responding to all that he is. And, I wanted him to know I never lied about believing I would be the tightest he had ever felt.