This. He is feeling her. He is not simply touching her, but is feeling her. He understands her. He knows her. The beauty in that is that he/I understands the “triggers”. The subtle, subtle cues that drive her and make her something she is not except when she’s with you. That secret exists only between the two of you. It’s the anticipation that you can play with, use, reward yourself with simply because you “know”. Those words, actions, things that make her roll her eyes back upon hearing, seeing and in turn, feeling. The beauty in this? She also knows that you know, and is powerless to stop you. That gives you/me the consuming control that drives you/me insane. Now do you understand why control is intoxicating?
Nah, he’s just trying to get laid
It’s a little mushy, but there is truth in it.