Chapter 18 Limits

• "Harder," the client said, his voice rasping into the dimly lit room, urgent, with a hunger in it that ran a chill down my spine.
• I tightened my grip on the restraints, feeling the leather dig into my palms as I leaned into the command. The air in the room was thick with tension, a heady mix of control and chaos that danced on the very edge of danger. I'd been in this place before, but never like this; never with someone so intent on pushing the limits beyond where comfort lay.
• "Like this?" I asked, attempting to hold a smooth even tone with my heart racing in my chest.