All Chapters of Step Too Far: Ruined By Him: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Katherine You have the rest of the summer to be the perfect little Senator’s daughter. No one knows who you are here. And no one cares. Live your fucking life, for once.”“I am living my life,” I say. I’m annoyed with her, and I'm annoyed with this situation.“Here,” she says, holding out a tablet. “Take half if you don’t want to take the whole thing. It’ll let you relax. It’s not coke or something. It’s prescription. From a doctor. For anxiety, which you definitely have.”I exhale heavily, taking it from her hand and popping it into my mouth. “Fine.Whatever.”We exit the bathroom and her hook-up, the leather-jacket clad guy, hands us each acup of beer. I hold it, not drinking it because I'm afraid of mixing the pill with more alcohol.He introduces me to two of his friends. They’re cleaner cut than he is, but they look older. One of them stares at me like I’m a piece of meat, licking his lips. I want to get the hell out of here, but I force myself to take a sip of beer to calm my

Dorian “I thought she was hanging with someone,” Jo says, her mouth away from the phone as she talks to the dumbass she's there with. “What’s your friend’s name? Dan? Derek?”She pauses. “She was hanging out with Dan. She wasn’t drunk; she only had a beer.”I’m breathing deeply to keep my voice calm, despite the fact that I want to reach through the phone and rip Jo’s fucking head off. "What exactly did you give her?""What's your problem?" She laughs. "Kate was right, you are a real asshole. She took some anxiety medication to calm down before the party. She'll be a little loopy but she'll be fine.""And then you gave her beer," I say. Deep breath. Calming breath. I'm practicing that yoga shit my mother is constantly doing."One beer," she says. "It's not going to kill her.""And after that, you left her at a party with some guy whose name you don't even know," I say. "Are you fucking stupid?! Do you know what could have happened to her?""Calm down, cowboy," Jo says. "I think she's

Dorian“Oh, darling, you look so elegant.” Ella says, her hand covering her mouth. “It’s a wonderful tuxedo. What do you think?”“I think that it’s better than the leather pants I was forced to wear for the wedding with Nick, your tween lover,” I say, my voice bitter. Her wedding to the former boy band member was ridiculous.It’s not even Ella that I’m irritated with. The thing with Kate has me so on edge.I’m completely avoiding being in the same room with Kate, except at dinner, when I sit in sullen silence. Ella thinks it’s because of the engagement party.“You could see fit to muster up some kind of happiness for me,” she says.“I’m thrilled that you’ve found someone to hitch your wagon to,” I say. “Your dreams of finally being legitimate might come true.”I’m shocked when she slaps me across the face. Ella has done a lot of things, but she’s never actually slapped me. The stylist doing the fitting quickly exits the room, making an excuse about taking a call. “At some point, you h

KatherineHe’s talking about my father. He’s talking about my father’s campaign, and “the really important issues,” and the Presidential race, and oh my God, I think he just said something about wanting a wife and kids. I touch his arm and pretend whatever the hell he just said was funny, but really I’m thinking about Dorian. I can’t get the image out of my head...Dorian standing there with that woman in the library.I want to vomit. The idea of him fucking some other woman, in the library of all places, makes me sick. I think she's married, too; I saw her on the arm of an older man earlier tonight.A server passes with a tray of champagne and I grab another flute, despite the fact that I’ve already downed two and deposited the empty glasses on the bar. I wish Chase would just shut the hell up. He talks and talks, endless streams of words, and it makes me want to claw my eyes out.I wonder if I should just hook up with Chase. He's not awful looking in a meathead sort of way. Maybe tha

Katherine "I haven't been a virgin for months now, thanks to you. And you're an arrogant, egotistical prick who can't think about anything except getting laid," I say, unable to resist."Nerd," he says, but his head lolls back as I jerk him off into my mouth, my tongue stroking the end of his head."Manwhore." I wrap my lips around his head, sucking in as I stroke. I cradle his balls with my other hand."Shit," he says, pulling my head down farther. "Suck it like you mean it, Angel."So I don't. I pull away from him. "I told you to stop calling me that.""Go ahead and keep doing what you're doing with my cock, Angel," he says, "On your knees like that, with your sweet little mouth hanging open, and I'll come all over that pretty little face of yours."The throbbing between my legs threatens to undo me. I want him more than I can stand. I stroke him, my grip firm. "I'd rather take it all in my mouth," I say, my voice low. "Jackass."Gripping my head with both hands, he fucks my mouth,