Sometimes it’s like I’m not even in the mood for the soft stuff. I don’t feel like making love, and I don’t always want it nice and slow. Which, okay—sometimes I want fast and hard instead.
I get that “gentleman” thing sounds perfect on paper, but it’s not always what I need. Wait — sometimes I don’t feel like kissing or laying wrapped up in your arms, and sometimes I do, and it’s just… mood. Cool. Either way, I can lean into being submissive when I want to hand over the control.
And yeah, I’m not always in control. Sometimes I want to be the naughty girl and you punish me for not doing what I’m told—exactly that kind of dom/sub vibe. Then again, sometimes what I need is a man who finally sees that being a gentleman isn’t always what lands best.
I know this sounds tangled, but that’s me—sometimes I’m not “a woman at all,” I’m that lust field wild thing. I want a beastmaster who knows exactly how to tame. Which, okay, I’m repeating myself because that’s the point—know my headspace and play the way it fits.
