– own, have, hold, be in possession of, be the owner of, have in your possession, have to your name
– control, influence, dominate, consume, obsess, bedevil, mesmerize, eat someone up, fixate, put under a spell
– seize, hold, control, dominate, occupy, haunt, take someone over, bewitch, take possession of, have power over, have mastery over
― Collins Thesaurus of the English Language
I have to write about this now, before the feeling starts to fade even the tiniest bit.
Hours later, it remained. I opened my eyes from sleep and it was as though no time had passed at all. Still tingling all over, my first waking thoughts not thoughts at all, but the lingering blaze of His touch on my body, and it came again, the shortness of breath, heart pounding, aching…
I could only think in moments.. Flashes that were repeating in my head over and over again, just as they had hours before when I finally found release as He had told me to do. My fingers teased my body while my mind was lost in the replay…
His hand twisted into my hair as we stood at the bar. His breath filling my lungs as I tried to catch my own when He kissed me. His touch on the skin beneath my shirt, grasping, squeezing, releasing. His teeth biting my lip. His arms around me as we danced. His hand around my throat as He held me close to him. Him leading me through the crowd, hands on my arms, something about the way He did it that is beyond my understanding at the moment.. The tone in His voice when He said I’m beautiful. Feeling His hardness beneath my hands and seeing fire in His eyes. My ears hearing Him say talk to me, overwhelmed, I could find no words but for these…I..can’t. Euphoric, erotic, time altering, world disappearing, floating through space, and yet tethered to Him by His touch.
As I reread what I just wrote, I made an interesting observation. Though to some the description may sound the same, this is not romance. This is possession. I feel sorry for any women who has never felt the difference… and more deeply thankful than words can express to have been given that gift again.
“He called to her primal side; the ancient aspect of her animal self that wanted to submit. It wanted to submit to him; to sacrifice all of who she was at the altar of his maleness and lay herself bare for his taking.”
― Dianna Hardy, Releasing The Wolf