Maya’s POV

  

  The set was hotter than I expected, the heavy lights pointed straight at me making my skin already damp with sweat. My heart was pounding even before the cameras rolled. Not from nerves, I had done porn before, but because tonight’s scene was different. Tonight, I was supposed to act out being overpowered, pinned, and fucked like I had no choice.

  

  “Relax your shoulders, Maya,” the director called out from behind the monitor. His name was Greg, tall, mid-forties, with that serious face that made it feel like he was always about to scold someone. “Remember, it is a role. Safe word if it is too much,everyone knows...