So, I've been with my husband for 8 years, and I adore him. However, our sex life has become lackluster, and I find myself daydreaming about an ex from 8 years ago every single day. My ex, let's call him Matt, was hypersexual, adventurous, kinky, well-endowed, skilled, passionate, attentive, and he fucked me at least 3 times a day (I think our record was 8 or more one time). And in addition to the primal stuff, he was the first and only person who felt like he was truly making love to me when we engaged in softer, passionate sex. Every molecule in his body was pointed towards mine. He was completely present and in tune with every smell, sensation, etc. When we kissed, it was like his soul was trying to jump into my body so our souls could live together and vice versa. During these sessions, I finally understood that making love wasn't about getting off, but about loving someone so much that you want to invite them into the deepest part of you--physically and emotionally...