I normally try to stay away from romance books as they make me feel very single. I doubt that I will find that kind of love. I hate that these books seem so normal, so possible. So I read fantasy romance where the world is ending and people have to deal with death and morally gray decisions. Anyway I was reading a Mob book, The Sweetest Oblivion, in case you were wondering.
The main male character was naturally dominant. He knew what he wanted and he didn't take crap from anyone (he was a mob boss). He knew he wanted her. He was possessive. He didn't like other males looking at her or touching her. She was His. He would take her pony tail and wrap it around his hand trying to remind himself that it's not a leash. He spanked her when she talked back. He gave demands. Short and simple demands that left no room for argument. While he did all these things he bought her a coffee maker because she said she liked coffee in the morning. He cuddled with her after sex. He held her hand. He protected her.
I loved every second of this book but when it ended I got sad. Why can't I just have that? Why can't I find that? My past relationships were vanilla and my boyfriends were push overs. I crave this level of dominance. I want to be controlled, possessed, and claimed. I want to have kinky sex and have my partner be proud that I am his. To show me off. His and no one else's. His to protect, play with, bond with, and know that it's forever.
I am impatient. I want this now. I want this connection but I will not settle for anything less. I refuse. I've read in others blogs and posts that they have found this connection. It's out there. I was made for someone out there. I guess I just have to work on my patience until he finds me. I will be his best girl. So for now I am patient, feeling VERY single and undommed.
