Chapter one

Phoebe I’ve tried to think of worse scenarios I can be in, than being stranded in a lonely road with no means to get back home.For example, I could be running from a tiger whose intent is on biting and chewing all flesh and leaving only my bones to rot. Or I could be tied to a chair in a dark basement by a serial killer who keeps flashing me his miniature penis. Or I could be running from the FBI because I forgot to lock my house door and a super villain comes and decides my house is the best place to plant the evidence. Or I could be caged in a house with Jeremy and forced to listen to the latest song Gunna released on repeat until I’d rather gnaw off my arm than hear the song again.But just because things could be worse didn’t mean they didn’t suck.Stop. Think positive thoughts.And now I’m talking to myself, great, I forgot the worst thing might be going Gaga in a place where no one knows you and not seeing Jeremy again.“An Uber will show up…now

Last Updated : 2026-06-29

Chapter two

Peter “We should take this somewhere more…private.” The blonde trailed her fingers down my arm, her grey eyes bright with invitation as she swiped her tongue over her bottom lip. “Or not. Whatever you’re into.” My lips curved—not enough to classify as a smile, but enough to broadcast my thoughts. You can’t handle what I’m into. Despite her short, tight dress and suggestive words, she looked like the type who expected sweet nothings and lovemaking in bed. I didn’t do sweet nothings or lovemaking. I fucked a certain way, and only a specific type of woman was into that shit. Not hardcore BDSM, but not soft. Somewhere close to hardcore though. No kissing, no face-to-face contact, women being tied up while I fucked them. I don’t do love making, I don’t do sex. I fucked. Women don’t touch me during the process. Women agreed, then tried to change it up halfway and that’s why I drafted a contract which any submissive I was in the relationship with at the moment signed to. As a

Last Updated : 2026-06-29

Chapter three

Phoebe “I hope you appreciate what a good friend I am.” Steph yawned as we tromped across our front yard toward Jeremy’s house. “For waking up at the butt crack of dawn to help your asshole brother, no offense babe, clean and pack when I don’t even like the dude.”I laughed and looped my arm through hers. “I’ll buy you a Chocolate cake parfait from The Pastries Homie after. Promise.”“Yeah, yeah.” She paused. “Large, with Vanilla latte and crunch toppings?”“Now you’re just taking advantage of me.”“I won’t clean then” she added “You know I can’t get you one part of your favorite triple Goodness without getting the rest so yes Steph” I added playfully“Fine.” Steph yawned again. “That makes it somewhat worth it.”Steph and Jeremy were not fans of each other. I’d always found that strange, considering they were so similar. They were both outgoing, charming, smart as hell, and total heartbreakers.Steph was a human version of Kim possible, all shiny ginger hair, creamy skin,

Last Updated : 2026-07-02

All Chapters of Off Limits: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three