The Night I Fell For My Boyfriend

Last night, my bartender shift ended at 2 AM and I was already feeling a bit tipsy from all the alcohol I'd tasted. As I headed home, I ran into him, my boyfriend. There's something about his presence that always makes me feel young again, like he brings out the playful side of me that rarely surfaces anymore. We decided to take our time walking back to my place, and suddenly, we were in front of an alley. Without a word, he gently pushed me against the brick wall and started kissing me intensely. I melted into him, letting go of all inhibitions. He called me his little girl then, whispering how much he wanted to protect and cherish me. After that night, every touch feels charged with this forbidden energy. Is it normal for a grown woman to feel like this? Am I overthinking everything or is there something deeper at play here?