I fantasize about lustful, animalistic sex.
The “tear off the shirt, trip over the pants, pressed up against the wall as I bite, nibble, and kiss the neck while thrusting hard and hearing my name escape the lips in a lost-in-the-moment moan” kind of sex.
Where you get sweaty in the first 15 seconds, no foreplay.. just pure, uninhibited passion.
I want to place a hand around your throat to keep you near me as your eyes roll back and jaw drops open, and as quickly as I start your eyes snap open with a renewed fire and passion and you just can’t get enough of what I’m doing to your body.
Now that is what I would love, but alas, my other half isn’t really Yin to my Yang on this subject.