Letting go is the sexiest thing to see. Often, you can see the process happening right before you eyes. When that person is now yours. True intimacy occurs at this moment, even if just briefly. When this happens you realize how inconsequential the actual “finish” can be.
It is not often that this happens between strangers. It is not often that this happens between lovers. Like anything else, it starts with the person letting go. They must truly release themselves from the chains of the day, the stresses and burdens that race through your mind that challenge than relax you.
This man opened up like a blooming flower to me. As corny as it sounds, the room got warmer without intercourse actually occurring. Hot and bothered, I drew him in.
He was mine all mine.