I spoke with him. I told him.
I told him how I was feeling with the relationship, and how I was bored.
I asked him why we always have to make love on his terms, and expressed my frustration.
I asked him if he even wants children.
And it went so much smoother than I expected.
He explained to me that he’s always been dominant in relationships (sexually), so he’s used to calling the shots. He even admitted that sometimes he’s just not that into it – and it doesn’t mean because he doesn’t find me sexy or attractive, he’s just not in the right mind for it sometimes.
He explained to me that he really does want children. And said that yes, I am overly excessive with my affection sometimes.
But he doesn’t hate me for it. He still loves me.
We even talked about finances, and where we’d want to be in 5 years.
He really is my loverboy, my foreverboy.
I love you babe.