Safeword by Alyssa Clark

For him, no wasn’t an option
Joining an “adult” club was supposed to just be research. Something to get me out of editing and into being a real writer. But, it ended up being more than I bargained for. There was so much I didn’t know and he was all too eager to show me the way. I should have told him this was for work, that this was going to help me achieve my dream. It’s just… every time I’m with him I can’t think straight. The words get jumbled up and lost. If I can’t even remember the safeword, how am I suppose to tell him the truth?