**CORRUPTING THE GOOD GIRL**

**Chapter 3: I Make a Deal With the Playboy**

I barely sleep that night.

Every time I close my eyes, I see Lucas on his knees in that stairwell — grey eyes locked on mine while his tongue was buried between another girl’s thighs. I hear her broken moans. I feel the way my own pussy clenched in response.

I touch myself twice before I finally pass out, whispering his name like a dirty secret.

The next afternoon, our tutoring session feels like torture.

We’re in the empty chemistry lab after school. Lucas is leaning back in his chair, legs spread, looking far too comfortable for...