Nash

The dim lighting from the living room was the only light in the apartment. Standing by the open bedroom door, I peered into the darkness where Vanessa lay sleeping on my bed. I had bent her over more than once tonight and while I knew she loved it, loved me being rough with her, it didn't stop me from worrying that I would take it too far.

Gritting my teeth, I gently closed the door, running my hand over my face and then through my hair as I turned back ...