Okay.
He’s obeying? A thrill runs through me. My mouth is dry as I type another command.
Go to your room and tell me when you’re there.
I drum my fingers on my thigh as I wait. The porn scene is still playing on my laptop, but my thoughts are on Haru.
I’m in my room.
What do I say? I think back on the articles I’ve read this afternoon. What did they suggest? Praise him. Right. I need to tell him I’m pleased with him.
You’re so good. So obedient.
Does that make you happy?
Happy and horny.
LOL. I think porn is the reason why you’re turned on.
You’re the one who makes me hard. You believe me, don’t you?
What’s he doing right now? Is he staring at my text? Is he licking his luscious lips while he decides how to respond?
I believe you.
Fuck this. Texting is fun, but I want to hear his voice. Besides, I’ve never been that fast at texting one-handed. I call him.
“Hi.” His voice is a little breathless.
“Hi, gorgeous. Did you run to your room?”
“Yeah, but you ordering me around has me hot and bothered. It’s sexy. I didn’t think you were into this stuff.”
“I’m learning and experimenting. Is that okay?”
“Totally. I’m happy to be your test subject.”
My heart quivers. “I’m so hard right now.” I put my phone on speaker and lay it on the sofa cushion beside me. “Can you hear me okay?”
“Loud and clear.”
“What do you have on?” Is he still wearing my clothes?
“Your T-shirt. My jeans.”
“And clean underwear?” Was it okay to ask that?
He laughs. “Yes. I hope you don’t mind that I took your joggers off.”
“You’re still wearing my T-shirt, which is good enough for me. Where are you?”
“Sitting on my bed. You?”
“On my sofa. Be good and undo your jeans.”
I hold my breath as I wait.
“Done.”
