2014

A woman on the subway, observed in close, hungry detail.

Angela slipped off her panties at dinner with clients because I told her to. Then she came for me. Listen.

Angela whimpers when she comes, and it’s almost too much — for both of us.

Ginger lives a plane ride away, but she’s generous with her orgasms. I’m awash in them lately.

What you see here is only what I let you see, at the angle I choose. The question is whether you remember that.

I don’t get off on breaking the rules. I want everyone — every lover, every partner — to be just fine with everything I do. Risk scares me. It doesn’t excite me.

I haven’t touched her yet, but I’ve heard her come.

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Lily and I were together a lifetime ago, and our relationship taught me something I’m still learning: that caring for someone and fucking them well require very different muscles.

The memory of the Historian’s mouth on my cock haunts me, and the night ended on a Brooklyn block transformed into the 19th century.