She Wants to Watch
The level of safety you provide is a reflection of you
There seem to be mixed opinions on mirror play. Some find it hot and love to see themselves turn into their lover’s dirty little slut. Some people are self-conscious and can only see their own flaws.
Insecurities are brought to the surface.
Stretch marks, loose skin, those things you’ve always found annoying about your mouth when you smile. That little beauty spot on your shoulder that now looks HUGE.
It’s easy to get caught up in judging yourself, instead of actually enjoying your body and your pleasure.
I recently shared a short piece of writing about mirror play that involved finger fucking and making them watch. Standing behind them as they embrace their own beauty. But also so they could watch how desperate they are to cum for me, or needy to feel my hard cock stretch them out.
The comments on this post highlighted a similar pattern amongst some people, especially women. We (Women lovers) aren’t providing enough safety during vulnerable and intimate moments.
You aren’t solely responsible for your lover’s self-esteem, but you can make them feel sexy, safe enough to drop their guard and let out their inner slut.
A man who genuinely cares about you doesn’t see any flaws or imperfections; he sees gateways into your soul.
He sees the experiences that crafted you.
He sees a woman he cares deeply for and wants her to enjoy every intimate moment with him.
A man who cares about you as a person and cares about your soul doesn’t give a shit about stretch marks and loose skin.
He wants to watch how your eyes roll back as he flicks your clit with his tongue or plays with your pussy in front of a mirror.
He wants you to feel good.
To feel loved.
For every atom in your beautiful body to vibrate with pleasure.
He wants to make your pussy wet.
Your nipples grow erect.
He wants you to grind back on him.
Needy.
Hungry.
Leaning back into his body as his hands explore your soft skin.
Surrounding you in safety and cloaking you with his protection.
Telling you that you’re so fucking wet.
Showing you how hard he is, as his bulge presses into you.
A man who adores you will calm your nervous system with his touch, his tone, and his praise.
“You’re being so good for me”
“I’m proud of you, baby”
“You’re taking me so well”
Tender kisses. All the time. In between everything.




I'm amazed and impressed by how deftly and consciously you straddle the line of dirty talk and D/s on the one side and respect, care, and honoring on the other. Utterly rare. And of course, 🔥 AF. The sacred and the profane. Keep 'em coming (lol).
P.S. Just rec'd your Cute Date Nights book. Brilliant. And a breath of fresh fucking air.
As someone whose brain is horrifically mean to me *and* who absolutely loves the idea of mirror play, this made me tear up in the best way. 🥹 So beautifully said. ❤️