I’ve gotten to this place with my body where I feel incredible. I feel so sexy and confident in every curve, but at the same time I don’t need to be super on top of my workouts or meal planning. It just feels really… balanced.
Now that we’re wedding planning I’m thinking about our honeymoon… I kinda have a vision of the perfect honeymoon body that I want and how I want to knock that out of the park and make it a time that he will never forget. I’m already bikini and lingerie shopping like crazy for that.
I also decided I’m going to do a secret Bourdoir photoshoot. The last one I did was for me before I even met him, and this one will be just a gift to him. Full of his favorite things about me and some of his fantasies of me. I’ll make a photo book of all of the prints and give it to him as a gift during our honeymoon. It’s genius!!! I’m really excited about it.
I love how obsessed he is with my body and every curve.
Right now he has a major thing for the curve of my side boob.
I can’t help but show off even more around him by wearing tops that show off my chest and stomach.
I love his reaction every time
Seeing the way his eyes darken with lust and his body gets rigid, like he’s trying so hard to maintain control of himself. When I can tell he’s already planning what he’s going to do to me later.
Nothing gives me a thrill quite like when I know I’m driving him insane and since we’re in public he can’t do anything about it.
He calls me a “tease” and then I tell him that teases don’t deliver like I do. 😈
I try to take little videos for him. Just walking, dancing, and at the gym.
He says he plays them over and over again. I hope he’ll always worship my body like this.
Our sex life has been insane ever since we got back together.
To me his body is like a work of art. A machine he keeps in prime shape for me. I love it. Looking at it, touching it, tasting it. It’s like the hunger we feel for each other is so much deeper than physical.
I love how we always push each other to our limits all night.
It doesn’t matter how satisfied we are, we can never get enough.
I love how I have the ability to bring him to an orgasm with just my kiss.
I can never get enough of it and
I… really miss him when he’s not inside of me.
Right now my main fitness goal is that I want the most incredible ass for our wedding and honeymoon. Which is still totally doable even though I don’t work out as much as I did when we were broken up.
The morning was my gym time but now I have a hard time leaving him in the mornings. It’s too special.
I ended up moving around my entire day so we could focus on us.
I broke up my day so that I work:
9am – 3pm
It leaves the morning for us and it works perfectly with daylight savings.
During my afternoon break I hit the gym, run all my errands, and go to the beach for a short surf session.
Then we usually make dinner together. I love the easy rhythm that we just fall into when we’re cooking together. It just feels so natural. I blast music and dance. He usually just smiles at me and puts up with my dorkiness. He likes the slower songs and will slow dance with me and spin me around the kitchen. We usually pop dinner in the oven and then head out for our early evening walk.
When we get back dinner is ready, we eat, cuddle again, and then go for a longer walk post-dinner.
During our evening walks, we just talk about life and goals. I love how smart he is. How he approaches all of our goals together. I tell him about my dreams and it’s like instantly they become his dreams too and we’re figuring out how to make it happen. I do the same for him, I tell him my life motto right now is Support his Dreams and Suck his Dick. Which makes him laugh every time. He made me realize I don’t think I could ever be with someone lazy that I had to push and motivate all the time. Being with someone so driven is fucking sexy. Shit just gets done.
When it’s time for me to jump back online and finish work for the day, we usually settle into the couch together, he pulls my feet into his lap and either reads or watches tv, while I work on my laptop.
I love how much we laugh and I can’t help but think… is this what the rest of my life is going to look like with him?
Holy shit we’re getting married. Sometimes it hits me and I freak out a little. I am excited… but forever… that’s a long time.
We have so much chemistry and sex… and have so much fun.
My very wise uncle told me that a solid relationship isn’t between people who just share the same interests and taste in music, it’s between people who share the same priorities.
I feel like… we have the same priorities. I want to have so much fun and laughter in my life, I want a family to belong to, and I want a partner who will always challenge me to be a better human while they cherish me and my heart.
I know I’m not ever going to make the perfect decision and maybe that’s what scares me here. I want this to be the perfect decision about who I’m marrying. What I learned from my ex Josh is, I can’t stay frozen by indecision or waiting for the perfect moment. I need to just jump in. I can’t spend my life regretting what I didn’t do.
It won’t be perfect. It won’t always be pretty. I’m signing up to spend my life with him anyways to build a family and have the same priorities in the good and bad times. It’s sobering and scary. I just know that I learned my lesson and I’m not going to wait to make the jump.