St Teresa of Avila provides some good advice regarding these kinds of experiences:
**When He touches me I clutch the sky’s sheets,
the way other lovers do
the earth’s weave of clay.
Any real ecstasy is a sign
you are moving in the right direction,
don’t let any prude tell you otherwise.**
St. Teresa of Avila (1515-1582)
To the carnal mind this sounds like Teresa is having some really good sex with a man, but it isn’t at all. She’s describing one of her many spiritual encounters with the Lord. She was the mentor, friend and contemporary of St John of the Cross and was one of the most ecstatic lovers ever to have emerged from the Christian tradition. Her goal was spiritual marriage with Christ, the mere thought of which always made her faint in the heat of love. Her poems are vigorous, contemporary and in this particular case raunchily humorous. Teresa was a beautiful looking woman, but her pride was not in her physical prettiness but the beauty of her soul - which I assure you was utterly ravishingly beautiful! She was a woman of the world as well as a contemplative and so is known not only for her mystical visions, ecstasies and raptures but also her reforms of the Carmelite order, her courage and her humour in the face of corrupt clergy.
As you can see, Teresa envisions herself and God as marital lovers. Their bedsheets are the sky, the earth is their bed and in between the two lovers consummate their love.
The Catholic mystic St Catherine of Sienna also wrote much about her sensual experience of God:
**“I won’t take no for an answer,” God began to say to me, when He opened His arms each night wanting me to dance…I first saw God when I was a child, six years of age. The cheeks of the sun were pale before Him, and the earth acted as a shy girl, like me. Divine light entered my heart from His love that did never fully wane, though indeed, dear, I can understand how a person’s faith can at times flicker, for what is the mind to do with something that becomes the mind’s ruin: a God that consumes us in His grace. I have seen what you want; it is there, a Beloved of infinite tenderness…He has never left you. It is just that your soul is so vast that just like the earth in its innocence, it may think, “I do not feel my lover’s warmth against my face right now.” But look, dear, is not the sun reaching down its arms and always holding a continent in its light? God cannot leave us. It is just that our soul is so vast, we do not always feel His lips upon the veil" **
Catherine and many love poets and mystics have used dancing as a metaphor for their relationship with God… She experiences God love’s as child and later as a kind of romantic love, and she often wrote of her love for God as a passionate love, like a sexual love between a bride and a bridegroom.
St. Catherine of Siena (1347-1380, Italian), began loving God at an early age.
“When Catherine was seven years old her longing to wed god became so intense she left home alone to find a cave in the forest of Leccto where a known settlements of hermits was said to live … During the night, while in prayer, Catherine felt a great uneasiness come over her body, and her limbs became numb. Feeling a little frightened, suddenly she heard a divine voice say, ‘How brave you are my child, but let our wedding be later.’ The next thing Catharine knew she was at home in her own bed, no one had missed her, and she was absolutely sure that what had happened was not a dream. The next day she took her brother to the cave and asked him to go inside and see if anything was there. He returned, carrying two sticks Catherine had bound together into a little cross with part of the hem torn from her dress and also the uneaten loaf of bread … [she had brought]. On seeing these, Catherine fell upon her knee with deep thanks and happiness and a faith in God.”
Phila love, or brother-sister love, and agape love – Divine love – can be deeper and more satisfying than erotic, romantic love. May we remember in our daily lives to love the Lord our God with all our hearts, souls and minds – to be like the young stag in Song of Solomon.
See this video:
youtube.com/watch?v=NHbiXCaEOuI
Its a version of St John of the Cross’ epic poem, “The Dark Night of the Soul” sung and put to music by an artist called Loreena McKennit. I adore it.
Note how erotic it is! It can be read as the prototype of all spiritual journeys or simply as a beautiful love story.
Much love in Christ
) then you might be dwelling on those.
Stopped my self-abuse cold turkey because I saw it was feeding into a downward spiral of porn. Subsequently broke free of the porn. And this was before I believed it was a mortal sin! Now I’m addicted to cuddling soft, cold pillows 
because if we think about how Jesus loves us, it is something very intense. Maybe when you consider something like - giving yourself to Christ and being in union with Him, - your mind associates that with spousal love (it makes sense why; in fact marriage is only a shadow of the union we can have with God in Heaven). Maybe it’s a matter of being purified so it’s experienced more spiritually, as the Saint (St John of the Cross or St Teresa of Avila) says. If this happens again (I mean the images and wanting to hug Christ), - don’t consent to it, but give it to God, and ask Him to take it away if it displeases Him. Speak to a good priest.