LOGINPart One
“I’ll teach you everything about sex. From first base to all the way to my heart—I mean, my cock.”
Prologue
Dylan
I was in love with my sister’s best friend.
It wasn’t a crush and not the kind you just outgrow. It was something bigger—too shallow for it to truly have a word for how I felt about her. Katie Marti
EpilogueDylanI was humming a tune and flipping a spatula when her arms slid around my waist, her tits pressing into my back. The ring she had given me glinted on my right middle finger, the jade stone shining. She had made it when we were separate for three whole days, and I cherished it like it was my wedding ring.Hopefully, I’ll flash everyone my wedding ring soon.A smile curved on my lips. I hadn’t noticed how clingy she had gotten since we moved in together. Katie, who was like a little cat at first, with an aversion of being touched, had changed into a house cat. She sat on my lap instead of the empty chair. She flopped on top of me in bed and demanded to be carried, and she’d wrap herself around me like a leech whenever I came back from a run, even though I was sweaty.And I enjoyed every single bit of it. I adored all sides of her and couldn’t wait to se
42 - Twice the LikeKatieI hadn’t spoken to Dylan for three whole days.Three. Whole. Days.Which, apparently, was enough time for me to be a mess. I missed him so much it physically hurt, but I also knew I couldn’t just let myself slide back into his arms without sorting through the disaster at work.So, I did what I always did when I felt like a mess. I journaled. Pages and pages about my feelings, Justin being a dickhead, Dylan’s temper, and how all of it somehow tangled together until my brain felt like it was stuffed with marshmallows.Between journaling and working from home, I locked myself in my home studio. My workbench was littered with scraps of silver, half-set stones, and sketches of designs that had nothing to do with Opulence’s official projects.They were mine. Purely mine.The necklace I’d been piecing together was bold, and I could
Part Four“I think I like you.”41 - Treat Her WellDylanAmanda didn’t waste any time.The second I slid into the cafe booth across from her, she folded her arms, leaned back, and gave me that older-sister glare that used to make me squirm as a kid.“So,” she said slowly. “You actually managed to woo Katie, huh?”I smirked. “Woo? Really, Amanda? And why wouldn’t I? I’m so charming.”She sipped her latte. “What else should I call it? Seduction? Blackmail?”I didn’t reply, ordering an iced mocha for myself. I needed some sugar in my system if I was going to talk about my love-life with my elder sister.“You know I’m surprised and impressed.” She leaned in and said, “Everyone in the town knew you were obsessed with her. Except
40 - Your Boyfriend is HandsomeKatieHow could a man be so effortlessly handsome, funny and sexy?I couldn’t stop smiling. Because he had stayed over after we had dinner (he reheated everything), washed my hair, and cuddled me to sleep. I had watched him baby talk to Pollux when we came downstairs that morning, and even though Pollux just stared at him, it made me happy.The smell of butter and bread filled my kitchen, mingling with the sound of Dylan humming low in his throat as he slathered jam over toast.Sunlight poured in through the window, warming the island where we sat. Well, he sat with me on his lap. His hair was still mussed from sleep, the lazy grin on his face too infectious.I popped a strawberry into my mouth. “You know, I think you’re getting a little too comfortable in my house.”Dylan leaned back, a fork dangling from his fingers as his oth
39 - You’re Filthy, DarlingDylanMy heart pounded in my ears as I watched her ease the zipper down.Fuck. She had me curled around her nimble fingers, and I loved it.Her weight was warm, and the press of her against me was perfect. The scarf around my wrists was delicate, the soft fabric tight. I could easily get out of it if I really wanted to, but that was why it was enough to remind me that I had to be patient.Her eyes were bright, with a dangerous smile playing over her full lips.I watched her every motion, the way her fingers moved with confidence. She was in charge, and she looked perfect. Her short hair was in a small ponytail with a few strands of hair framing her face. Her dark dress was
38 - Late Night Booty-CallKatieI tapped my stylus against my lips, staring at the half-finished design on my iPad. I had been playing with the new design for days, taking any chance to work on it during my break. The necklace I was sketching had clean lines but a little whimsy with a twist of asymmetry.It felt bold and modern, something I had been dying to get into the last collection. Either for the presentation or maybe for my online store that Amanda talked about.Voices near the employee lounge pulled me back. Two juniors, hunched over their table, were talking, frustration lacing their tone.“He made me redo the entire bracelet mock-up last night,” one said to the other. “Didn’t even explain what was wrong. Just said, ‘Do it again. Better.’ Like… what the fuck does that even mean? If you’re so good at work, you should tell me how to improve it. Jerk.&rd
33 - Boy TroubleMiaI wiped the counter. It didn’t feel right, so I sprayed some cleaner and wiped it again, applying more pressure. The sweet, sugary scent of vanilla and caramel wafted in the air. My neck prickled with perspiration. It wasn’t right—I jumped, almost dropping the cleaner and wipe whe
35 - Or What?JamesMia’s cheeks flushed into a beautiful pink color, looking away and squirming against my arm. I let her go, knowing her friends were present and she wouldn’t want us to look too suspicious. I hated that I couldn’t even touch her in the public eye. Even holding her hand or leaning to
32 - Say PleaseJamesI groaned, feeling the spasms of her pussy around my dick. She was cumming so fast and so hard that it was a miracle I hadn’t shot my load. Her lashes fluttered, and she made small little moans as I soothed her shaking little body, tucking her hair behind her ear and smoothing my
21 - Show Me You CareMia“I think I might be asexual.” Emma paused Howl’s Moving Castle, and we both turned to Summer who was sprawled on an entire couch by herself, stuffing kernels of popcorn in her mouth. Emma’s house was built like a mansion and had its own home theater, where we all were current







