To be taken by a man … is one of the most euphoric feelings a woman can ever experience.

I got to taste it recently, the sensation of my energy surrendering into his, sitting on the bench in a restaurant, a feeling so powerful that I couldn’t even speak. Words were just gone, and my head melted into his shoulder.

We want to be taken. Really we do.

Being taken by a man is erotic in a way that defies any logical explanation. It feels like touching the Divine. It feels like surrendering to the What Is.

It feels like trust and passion and power. Like letting go completely and melting into that Place where intimacy and freedom become One.

When I have to do the initiating, or when the guy is hesitant or shy or doesn’t lead, I don’t get to have that experience, and then I’d just as soon not have sex at all.

What if a man texted me and said:

“I want you right now. Where are you? I’m coming over.”

That would send goosebumps all over my body.

What if he followed through and came to find me and pushed my body against the wall and had his way with me? And what if he did all that with no doubt or hesitation and with absolutely congruent inner confidence?

Mmmmmmmm… that would feel amazing.

We want to be taken.

We want to be seduced.