“Distant”

Last night, my babe got me on all fours, face buried in a pillow. He had me begging for how much I wanted him and I screamed, “Please, I want your dick” after each slap on my ass. He had my legs shaking before I could even go cowgirl so he held onto my waist while he stroked himself in me. Breathing heavy, both pleasured, we’re holding onto each other. My cheek on his chest, he’s kissing my forehead and we’re embracing the warm silence. Before I could excuse myself to the bathroom, he asks if I feel better. I’m confused, “I never felt off to suddenly feel better.” I’m almost chuckling because this was an unexpected question so I reverse it, “Are you feeling better?” He says he does, he says because we haven’t had much sex lately that he felt we were getting distant. My heart breaks a little, not once did I think we were becoming distant and for him to notice it as such, I don’t know what to say.. of course at the time, I only say, “Sex isn’t that important.” We’ve had some difficulty getting back into the momentum due to sudden news almost each week so I stopped asking if we could or initiating anything cause I didn’t want him to feel bad that we couldn’t.. I thought about it more heavy the next day, today, and all I can think is to be a little sadden that he felt that way.. this was just a little vent to get it off my chest.