My first post-d physical relationship I ended after 1 1/2 mos. We started out hot n' heavy, but I think he was intimidated (shades of my ex) and backed off physically (wanted to go back to holding hands on the couch??). Either way, I always was the aggressor.
I finally told him "Paul, I'm looking for a man who walks in the door, slams me up against the wall, scorches me with a knee-buckling kiss, licks me up one side and down the other and nails me on the spot."
After a brief pause, he quietly said "I'm not that guy."
Case closed.
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