Ruth stared at Jax’s message for what felt like forever, her thumb hovering over the keyboard. Her body was still sore and sensitive from the session. She could still feel him inside her. Finally, she typed back with shaky fingers.
Ruth: Is this how you treat all your clients?
The reply came faster than she expected.
Jax: Only the ones who need it as badly as you do. The ones who show up wet and desperate for real discipline.
Ruth’s face burned. She bit her lip and typed again.
Ruth: This is crazy. I didn’t hire you for… whatever this is turning into.
Jax: You hired me to fix what’s broken. Your body told me exactly what it needed today. Be honest with yourself, Ruth. You came harder than you have in years. Tell me I’m wrong.
She couldn’t. Because he wasn’t wrong.
They texted back
