I had f****d her bloody, again.
It wasn't much, but I had definitely exaggerated.
Ashe hadn't complained, but I knew she was bothered. Plus, she had bruises on her inner thigh. I've been way too rough these days. It was true that I was venting on her, but I couldn't help. I realized I was even more eager for her when I worked like this.
" No more blood " Ashe whispered.
She had washed several times and, every time she touched herself, she always had a pained expression.
" Good " I said.
I was lying in bed and waiting for her to come and hug me.
She came into my arms and I held her tightly.
" You hurt me " she gasped.
" You were coming "
" That doesn't mean you could hurt me "
" I gave you a safeword on purpose " I stroked her face.
" I was distracted "
" You get distracted too
