That my dear is the danger in all of life. The guy that is probably the best long term decision is also the most boring decision. I learned this lesson and changed from the Christian Nice Guy to the Master Dom… and have never looked back. I would rather be the guy girls fuck, then the one they use for “marriage”.

Great comment… and that aspect of the relationship is the “comfort” or validation phase. It is a solid relationship component… but not really needed for casual flings. And it can actually be a great way to keep a girl invested in you, as long as it is used as an intermittent reward. If it becomes the norm, it becomes boring and no longer has that positive impact.

For me, this is the difference between continuing with an Alpha male or ending it then and there!

Entering the unknown world of Ari. 6’0 tanned skin with a head full of slightly curly hair that he liked to brush back with his manly hands while never breaking eye contact with his ever alluring green eyes. The eyes that called me in further and deeper each time.
He’s talkative – stories of places I’ve never been to, I want him to invite me with him. He commands the room. I am the best looking but he is the center of attention – I am his trophy. He’s playful and flirty, I enjoy the banter and can keep up but always let him soak up his cleverness.
He’s masculine, not huge muscles or the deepest voice, just naturally and makes me feel at home in my femininity.
He notices the feminity immediately and sinks in to his primal side, feeding off my vulnerability and leading me where it is he wants to go.
He’s a gentleman. He opens the door for me, he grabs my hand in the streets guiding me as if he can tell I’m lost in more than a directional sense. He pulls out my chair, orders our meals, kisses the top of my hand at dinner but keeps that carnal calling in his eyes.
He shows me a good time, full of laughter, closeness and attraction.
The bedroom.
A playground I’ve never been to. Those green eyes widen, fully open now and you know he’s home. My body becomes his at once. My needs are now fully to please him. He grabs me in ways only an alpha can, in a way I cannot and will never say no to. His voice changes, it’s deeper and more animalistic, he grunts at me letting me know he’s happy with my obedience. He is full of power, allowing me to be putty and give in fully to him. It is power and control that roughly puts me into any position, and his demand for me to hold his hand and kiss him that melts me further. The ultimate play of love and fear – our two most basic feelings. I have no control, nor any want for it. I want to be his entirely.

But yeah your urges to test him harder mean you’re subconciously realizing he may not be the dominant man you fell for and that he needs to be tested. His response to your “games” are going to either raise or lower your attraction to him. You’re going to do whatever feels right anyways.