Page 28 of Silk Sheets

“Why not?” I asked, hopping onto the desk. “If I’m not late, we can’t have our secret little rendezvous,” I teasingly whispered, leaning forward and he slightly tilted his head to the side.

The sky grew darker, and the atmosphere shifted to something colder. An eerie chill trickled down my spine and the sky rumbled before quieting back down.

“This isn’t a game,” he warmed, standing up—barely leaving any space between us. “Today was the last time you showed up late to my class. Do you understand me?”

“Yeah? Or what?” I flashed him a playful grin. “Are you going tospankme, Professor Hale?”

He wrapped my ponytail around his fist, tugging my head back so that I looked up at him.

“Don’t tempt me,” he asserted. He moved his lips mere inches from mine. “You know I’d like nothing more than to bend you over my lap and leave my handprint on your perky little ass.”

I gulped.Yes, gulped. But, part of me liked the thought of it. The thrill, if you will. It was a sickening truth, and I was going to let Logan know that.

“Then what’s stopping you?” I challenged, dropping my eyes to his lips.

Now… never in my twenty-one years on this beautifully green, sunshine and rainbows planet, did I ever expect to utter those words. Much less to my professor.

His grip on my hair loosened, and within the blink of an eye he had me bending over his desk, using one hand to pin both of my wrists behind my back—his free hand loosening his belt.

“Logan—”

He was assertive. “Count.”

I cast a glance over my shoulder, and my nipples grew hard at the sight of him effortlessly pulling his belt out of its loops before using it to tie my wrists behind my back.

My heart raced as his fingertips trail up the back of my thigh, sending goosebumps over my skin. He pushed my skirt up to my waist, exposing my bare ass. I was certain he hadthemost clear view of my pussy as well.Fuck.

His rough voice settled between my thighs. “Oh, baby,” he drawled, dragging two fingers up my wet slit. I whimpered,glancing over my shoulder. “This pretty pussy is already weeping for me.”Ohhh God.

Without tearing his eyes from mine, he lifted both fingers, glistening with my arousal, to his lips before slipping them into his mouth.

My jaw slowly lowered, and I watched his eyes fall shut as he cleaned both digits in pure bliss.

I curled my bottom lip between my teeth, suppressing any sounds of desperation. I wanted more.Neededmore.

His eyes held an eerie twinkle when they landed on my ass, and that sparked unexpected fear inside of my lust filled brain.

The sting from his palm colliding with my bare ass cheek shot pain through my legs, and I bucked my hips against the desk.

The word left my lips in a barely audible moan. “One.” He lifted his hand from my skin, before it came down harder for a second time. “Two.”

I squeezed my thighs together, feeling my skin buzz with warmth. The third smack was rougher, and harder, and I knew that it would only get more intense from here. “Three.”

He soothed his palm over my sensitive skin, before his other hand gently found my nape. “Why am I doing this to you, Dakota?”

I swallowed hard, feeling my hard nipples brush against his desk. My voice was tremulous. “Because I came late to class.”

His palm came down on my ass cheek with a smack and I squeezed my eyes shut, pushing my chest harder against his desk. His voice dropped to a command. “Speak up when I ask you a question.”

I repeated myself, much louder and fairly clearer.

“And that was four, by the way,” I added.Just in case.

His hips pushed against my ass as he leaned forward, hovering his lips over my ear. He was grinning.

His palm collided with my ass for the fifth time and a strangled whimper escaped from my throat, making me arch my back as I pushed my ass back against him. I could feel his hardened length against the back of my thigh.

The sensual pulsing between my legs worsened, and my arousal pooled between my thighs. I wanted him.Badly.