“When Love Makes the Rules in Bed”
He says I’m the best lover he’s ever had.
Do I believe him? Absolutely.
I know exactly what to do to make his eyes roll back, to make him lose himself.
But more than that I love him.
And when you’re in love, truly in love, lovemaking becomes effortless… unscripted.
It’s not just about pleasure it’s connection, energy, emotion, and desire all intertwined.
I want to do everything to his body not because I have to, not because I need to,
and never because he expects me to or asks me to.
He doesn’t need to ask for anything in bed.
I serve it to him on a platter because I want to.
It turns me on to turn him on.
But even more, it’s out of the love and deep desire I have for him.
That’s what makes it magic.
And here’s the thing I’m in my early 50s, and I’m absolutely convinced I’m in my prime.
My sex drive is so high, he can’t even keep up with me sometimes.
We’ve had real conversations about me giving him a little break imagine that.
At one point, I was on what I jokingly call a blowjob marathon almost every night.
And then one evening, he completely surprised me.
He actually asked for a time out.
A time out!
I mean, what man complains about getting a blowjob every night?
Apparently, mine does.
And listen no one likes to be rejected, especially in the bedroom by your partner.
That request for a break? It made me feel just that: rejected.
Like I was too much too eager, too available, too intense.
But it wasn’t just about him. What about my needs?
Shouldn’t I be pleased too? Taken care of?
If he needs a time out, that’s fine with me
I’m more than willing to switch roles and lay on my back once in a while.
But intimacy goes both ways.
And when passion runs this deep, one-sided satisfaction just doesn’t cut it.
We eventually had to sit down and really talk about what that time out meant for him.
I expressed how it made me feel unwanted, dismissed, and confused.
And he explained where he was coming from how much he loves the intimacy,
but sometimes just needed to recharge physically.
It wasn’t rejection it was exhaustion.
That conversation mattered.
Because communication is the real foreplay.
And when you love someone, you learn to listen, to adjust, to honor both people’s desires.
That’s where the true intimacy lives in honesty, not just heat.
And if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this:
I strongly suggest communicating anything that’s lacking in your bedroom with your partner.
Express what you need. Share what you desire.
Try new things, explore fantasies, and find ways to keep every moment exciting.
Keep the sexual energy alive and most importantly, make sure it’s reciprocated.
There’s no scoreboard in intimacy, and there shouldn’t be.
No one should feel obligated.
No one should feel like being intimate is a chore.
It should be about connection, pleasure, mutual attraction, and desire.
When it comes from love, it never feels like work it feels like home.