July 23, 2025
He kept tossing me around, he liked holding my wrists above my head while my legs were wrapped around him. Said he enjoyed the submissiveness of the position. Carried me to sit on the kitchen counter, facing him while we continued to kiss. “Have you ever fucked in the kitchen?”
Fully clothed, mostly. His shirt was open… I kissed down his neck, collarbone, chest. He asked what my favourite part of his body was. After a moment, I said his face. He seemed surprised.
He would kiss me deeply, put my hand on his erection, but I rebuffed his every attempt towards sex.
Aidan is just hard to… feel with. He said most women have sex with him by the second date. Yet I kept stopping him when he tried to escalate. I’d flip him right back onto his side and joke that I needed the cuddle position.
I’ve had casual sex. It didn’t feel as empty as this.
I’m not trying to trash the guy. Our first date was the best I’ve had in a long time. There was fear, anxiety, panic, tremendous relief, joy, comfort, excitement.
He just… made me realize how desperate I am for human connection.
