Free Fifty Shades of BDSM Trilogy by Sky Corgan

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school, and I had no right to be sleeping with Liam. Two wrongs
didn't make a right, and the more I thought about it, the more I
realized I should probably return to New York as soon as possible
if I wanted any chance of salvaging my relationship with Jack. In
the end, this was for our families, not for us, so did it really
matter if either one of us ended up happy in the end. I knew the
answer was no. Our parents had just paired us together and hoped
for the best. Jack suggested that I go to the BDSM school because
he thought that what I learned there would make him happy. I knew
that it wouldn't make me happy before I went, but yet I felt
obligated to sacrifice myself for his happiness. Why? What about my
happiness?
    When Liam finally began to stir, I pretended
like I was asleep. With so much going through my mind, I wasn't
ready to explain how I ended up in his bed. For a moment, he pushed
himself up onto his elbow, and I could feel him leaning over me,
watching me. Then he moved a strand of hair away from my face and
kissed me on the cheek. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach from
Liam's gentle touch. The way he affected me was so deep that it
made me have second thoughts about returning to New York.
    Finally, he rose from bed, and I listened to
the bathroom door close, and then the sound of the shower head
turning on. Impure images filled my mind—images I knew I shouldn't
be having. Why was my body begging for Liam's touch when I had held
him off for so long? Maybe the short time I'd spent at the BDSM
school had awakened something inside of me.
    Feeling like it was a good opportunity to
make my escape, I crawled out of bed and went back to the guest
room to get dressed. Liam and I met in the hallway. He was toweling
off his hair, and I was on my way to the kitchen to make
breakfast.
    “I was wondering where you went,” Liam
said.
    For a moment, I was dumbstruck, standing
there staring at his broad muscular chest. He was so much bigger
than Jack, with a thin covering of light blonde hair on his chest
and stomach. The lines of Liam's hips pointed down into his boxers,
and I felt my face flush as my eyes flitted lower for just a second
before coming back up to his face.
    “I-I was going to make you breakfast,” I
stuttered, pointing behind me like an idiot when the kitchen was in
the opposite direction. I had known Liam practically my entire
life. Why was I reacting this way to him now? I didn't understand
it, but I liked it. “Wait, aren't you late for work?”
    “I am.” He smiled, obviously noticing my
awkwardness and finding it amusing. “As much as I'd like to stay
here with you, you'll have to just make breakfast for yourself.
I'll catch something on the way to work.”
    “Oh, alright.”
    “You act like you've never seen me shirtless
before,” Liam teased, and I instantly felt playful anger building
up.
    “Just, shut up and go get dressed,” I
laughed, not knowing what else to say.
    The day was long and lonely, but at least it
gave me time to contemplate my predicament. I would have to call
Jack sooner or later. It was only a matter of time before he found
out where I was, and it was best that he heard the news from my
mouth. About an hour before Liam was scheduled to get off work, I
finally got up the nerve to dial Jack's number.
    He answered with more concern than anger,
“Where are you? The school told me that you left yesterday, and no
one has heard from you since.”
    “I'm at a friend's house.” Now it was my turn
to be vague. “I'm sorry Jack, but that school was horrible.”
    He sighed. “Alright. You gave it a chance.
Now come back to New York. We'll figure something else out.”
    “I think I'd rather stay here for a few more
days,” I told him boldly.
    “I'll switch your plane ticket so that you
can come back on Sunday,” Jack agreed, returning to the calm and
cool demeanor that I was used to. “I miss you.”
    This last bit surprised me, and I couldn't
tell if it was genuine or