He knows I can’t resist, loves to tease, knowing I won’t—can’t say no. He knows what happens to me when that weapon is brandished.

He knows there are no rules. He knows any time and any place. He knows he can lord it over me because I am weak. He knows the terms are unspoken, always open.

He knows my drug, so highly addictive. He knows it makes my mouth salivate. He knows I can’t control my hyperfixation. He knows I need every drop.

He knows what that dick does to me, he knows I love it so much.