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Isaac and I had the most incredible sex last night.

He put his uniform on for me, just for me. And then….

he got dominant. I mean really dominant.

He was pushing me around, he was pulling my hair, he was holding me down, giving me orders. And he was bottoming out and hitting all the right spots. I nearly screamed. I’m not a screamer.

Holy cow. Just thinking about it makes me all wet again.

There are so many aspects to him, so many ways that he can be.

He likes kiddie shows and zoos and being goofy.

He likes Moulin Rouge and Phantom of the Opera.

He likes to play with guns and explosives and wants to be Special Forces or EOD (the guys who disarm and destroy bombs).

He likes to buy presents for people.

He doesn’t like people buying him expensive presents.

He’s good to his parents and his brothers. He tries to be good to his sons but it’s hard with the distance and the fact that his ex-wives are kind of succubi.

He’s hard on himself. He runs himself ragged trying to keep everyone happy and taken care. He works for days on end at 2 jobs then does the guard thing one weekend a month.

He doesn’t know how to react sometimes when I’m nice to him, when I buy him food or when I bring him a gift.

I think it’s official.

I’ve fallen for him.

Shit.