Sunday Morning

on

Curled up on the couch, coffee in hand, head tucked into that place between his arm and my chest – that place where I fit just perfectly – watching a good show on TV.

And feeling….

….Bliss.

The sex is wonderful.

The kinky play is amazing.

Yet it is times like this when I realize how perfectly we fit – how blessed I truly am to find a man who lets me be me – gives me all in what I need – and who is just as happy as me to be curled up on the couch together, on a Sunday morning with coffee in hand, and storms outside – just sharing something with each other.

Now that… THAT is truly special.

I so love him.

What do you think?