“I’m not asking these questions to embarrass you,” he said, gesturing to the stack of papers on his knee. “I’m asking because I have no intention of hurting you—physically or psychologically.” “But—” She bit off her response, taking a deep breath through her nose. “What is it?” Ivy bit the inside of her lip until it stung. Just spit it out, she told herself. The man has already made you come without even touching you. He’s asking what you want in bed. How many of our partners ever did that? So just tell him and get it over with. “I… I want you to hurt me,” she said finally.
