LOGINPart Three
“You like being in my hands. You like doing whatever I tell you to.”
“Yes. Yes, I fucking do.”
31 - Scout’s Honor
Dylan
It was my girl’s birthday, and like hell I’d see her smile disappear.
I knew what I was doing could be considered as mild stalking, but it was for her happiness and safety. Beca
Part Three“You like being in my hands. You like doing whatever I tell you to.”“Yes. Yes, I fucking do.”31 - Scout’s HonorDylanIt was my girl’s birthday, and like hell I’d see her smile disappear.I knew what I was doing could be considered as mild stalking, but it was for her happiness and safety. Because that fuckface made her sad on her special day.I had followed him to the washroom, quickly shutting myself in a stall. I stayed quiet as I heard his smug voice.“Yeah, man.” His voice was loud enough for me to catch every word. I turned on the voice recording on my phone when he continued, “Don’t worry about it. She won’t care.”My nose flared.“I’m stringing her along—yeah, the one who is upt
30 - Happy BirthdayKatieI woke up with a huge smile on my lips. It was my thirtieth birthday. My stomach was full of nerves and giddy with excitement. Because it wasn’t just a regular birthday. It was the day I would have lunch with Justin. A lunch date.My boss. My long-term crush.If the stars aligned, I would use the lessons from Dylan and woo Justin with my seduction.I stretched and sat up, feeling a slight ache from last night’s run. I had also made a list of which body care to use, from shower oil to perfume, and a step-by-step list on how to lead the conversation during the lunch.After getting dressed earlier than usual, I reached for the dress that Amanda had helped me pick and Dylan had insisted on buying. Donning the navy blue collared lingerie (also bought by Dylan) I slipped into the dress, carefully zipping it up. I blinked at my reflection and cupped my b
29 - I like DangerKatieJustin had agreed to the lunch date. I was looking forward to it, but Dylan was hard to read when I came back to our table after the call.I wanted to tell him the news, but I didn’t think he’d be too happy.We didn’t talk much on the drive back to Amanda’s apartment, and I shut myself in my room, staring at the three shopping bags.What am I doing? Letting Dylan spend so much money on me…Shaking my head, I went for a quick run. Amanda and Tina would be back soon, so it was a perfect opportunity to clear my head before they did.Because I still felt guilty for doing unspeakable things with her younger brother.The sun had already begun setting, painting the sky in hues of orange and soft purple when I stepped out in a sports tank top and shorts. The air was crisp but not cold, brushing against my ski
28 - Anything You WantDylanKatie sat on the edge of the plush couch, her body relaxed but taut. Her dark hazel eyes looked inviting, her hair brushing her shoulder.She wore the black lace bra that I had asked her to. It looked sexy on her but seemed almost too fragile for what I wanted to do to her. The lace barely contained the swell of her breasts, her soft skin glowing under the dim light of the room.I leaned over her, my cock already heavy and aching. I saw her slender throat bob as she swallowed at the sight of it leaking pre-cum. My hands moved to her sides, gripping firmly as I positioned myself, feeling her tremble.I had never fucked a pair of tits before—let alone my crush’s. It was a dream come true, and the haze of lust that clouded my mind made me want to pin her on the couch and have my way with her.Her eyes locked onto mine, burning with something darker and fueling my desire.
27 - Make MeKatieMy body went still, my breath hitching in my throat.I had never experienced such a thing before. I had read plenty about spanking and BDSM in steamy romance books, but to have Dylan—out of all the people—take me over his lap and spank my ass made arousal pool between my thighs.It was thrilling.I bit my lip to prevent eliciting a moan when his hand slid down my ass, cupping me over the sheer thong that did nothing to hide my desire. His fingers were long and perfect, and I resisted the urge to arch into his touch.“Fuck. You’re so wet, Katie.” Dylan groaned, his voice sending shivers down my spine. “Just from a few little spanks? God, you’re filthier than I ever imagined.”I whimp
26 - CantaloupeDylanKatie’s voice was barely a whisper when she told me to open my eyes.I was an impatient man, but knowing she was standing a few feet away from me, nervous and sexy in her lingerie, made me snap my eyes open, pulling away my hand from my face as soon as she allowed me.And I nearly forgot how to breathe.Katie stood in the soft pink glow of the trial room, her hands fidgeting nervously at her sides, her gaze fixed stubbornly on the floor instead of me. But nothing—not her flushed cheeks or the tremble in her body—could distract me from what she was wearing.White lace. Intricate and deliciously erotic.She looked fucking edible. A virginal angel, if such a being exists.Her bra—if one would call that sheer contraption that—was floral, and my mouth watered at the sight of the dusky peaks pressed against it. Stockings clung to her thi







