Last night on the train home, I gave Reaction Junkie my phone so he could read some posts that I’d written about him. I love watching him read the things I’ve said. He chuckles in a lovely and, to my ears, threatening way. When he got to the post where I wrote about him choking me at a play party, he laughed that laugh most of the way through, which made me squirm with arousal and embarrassment. He especially enjoyed the last line, “He decides whether I live or die.”
When we got up to get off the train, he handed my phone back to me and said, “Well, now my dick’s hard.” I squeed and bounced up and down, clapping my hands in delight. One of my favorite things in the world is having something I’ve written turn a partner on like that. When I told him that, he replied that he always gets hard when he reads what I’ve written about him. I’m super pleased that he enjoys what I have to say and that he shared that fact with me. He’s the tops.
