SATED: #3 in the Fit Trilogy Read Online Free PDF

so-called quest for knowledge? Daniel adjusted the crotch of his jeans then started to text back, but Keira’s next text beat him to it.

    Knowledge is power. Followed by a toothy smiley face.

    Daniel snorted with laughter. He’d only known her a few days, but he could imagine Keira saying those exact words, and the smile that came with it. Would she still be smiling when she got to know him though? Daniel wondered what she would think of his video collection. The hours and hours of footage he had of himself engaged in erotica acts. Some he’d uploaded to the internet for educational purposes, sharing them with friends. Hell, Armando had shared a few of his clips with Nailah when she was getting into the game. No, Keira wasn’t ready for that. There was a good chance she never would be.
    Daniel had sworn to Keira that he wouldn’t back out of their plans, but now that he was thinking of who he really was and what he really needed, and how things between then would probably end, jumping ship before things got complicated might be for the best.

    Wait. You guys are going out again? The text from Armando appeared at the top of the screen.

    “What the fuck?” Daniel said out loud as he clicked over, reading the text again. He was not in the mood for this shit, not when he was this horny and frustrated. He pressed the little phone icon next to his friend’s name. Armando answered right away.
    “What’s the problem, man?” Daniel said.
    “Nothing. Hold on.” Daniel waited while Armando probably took their conversation out of Keira’s earshot. “I came in and she’s talking to Grant about seeing you again and asking just how committed you are to kink and if she should date you and shit. What happened?”
    “Nothing happened . We spent the day together and we had a good time. We want to see each other again.”
    “I just didn’t think you guys would go out.”
    “I get that, but we are going out,” Daniel said, his regret shifting somehow into determination.
    “So what are you going to do, ’cause I just—”
    “You just what?” Daniel laughed. He’d known Armando for years. He had always been a possessive Dom, but Keira wasn’t his and Daniel wasn’t his to push around either. He was not going to let this shit slide. “You know you have your own girlfriend right?”
    “Fuck you. That’s not what I was getting at. She’s just vanilla, man. Extra strength vanilla. She’s not ready for all of you .”
    “Let me be the judge of that. Shit, let her be the judge of that.”
    Daniel’s phone beeped with another text from Keira. “I gotta go. Just be proud of the possible love connection you’ve helped facilitate.”
    This time Armando laughed. “Good luck, man. I hope you know what you’re doing.”
    Yeah, me too, he almost said. How the fuck was this going to end well?

CHAPTER THREE

    Despite his freezing cold feet, and Armando’s odd, yet completely justified behavior, Daniel managed to nail down a date and time to see Keira again. At first they’d planned to go to the movies and out for some dinner, but she’d texted him that morning begging off for a night in. When she quickly clarified that she wasn’t in fact cancelling, they decided on a movie and pizza at her place. He was buying.
    On his way to pick up some beers, he got a text from his buddy, Marcos. Nothing official was planned at The Club that night, but Marcos was always up for something.

    You busy tonight? I got some new tails.

    After his accident, Daniel had gone through a long recovery period, learning to do a number of things with his left hand while his right arm healed. In the decade since, he’d become perfectly adept at functioning with both arms, with or without his prosthesis. But beyond healing, he’d become obsessed with perfecting his skills with a flogger. With hours spent practicing with Master Phillip, he’d crafted himself into somewhat of a legend in the community. He moved on to other implements; paddles,