One month later
Being with Riven is as full of delicious contradictions as the man himself. In bed, he’s gentle, but strong and manly at the same time.
Physical intimacy was the last barrier between us, and once it got broken—shattered—we jumped from a first date to basically “moving in together” in the span of a night.
We’re still getting to know each other, but living like a married couple—in a very deep, can’t-get-their-hands-off-each-other honeymoon phase. The days blur in a haze of mornings spent writing, laughing, talking, cooking… and nights spent making love. We settle into a rhythm where days turn into weeks quickly. Maybe we’re going too fast, maybe I’ve yet again jumped into a new relationship before my last one was cold in the ground, but this time it was for all the right
