Receiving date night plans and instructions turns me on more than giving them.
Last-minute plans are so fun, but I like to have a few days to simmer.
We should always have drinks before dinner.
I’m sorry that I laughed when you pressed me up against the side of the building. I liked it, I really did. I want you to do it again. The laughter was a combination of my pure joy and my awareness of our changing.
I want to kneel for you on a bridge. But I don’t want you to ask me if I’m ready. I want you to set it up. I want you to tell me to do it. Be bossy. I want you to.
I like to be directed, not asked. If you don’t know what you want, then tell me that I’m in charge. Don’t ever ask me what I want you to do. If there is something, I’ll tell you.
Hotel sex is really fucking hot, even when it’s not dirty.