Not soft. Not gentle. Not safe.
I wanted to be wrecked.
He was a stranger—grizzled, rough, old enough to know exactly what he was doing. When I told him what I wanted, he gave me one chance to back out.
I didn't take it.
One night. One motel room. One man who doesn't stop.
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