Page 74 of Silk Sheets

I breathlessly scoffed. “Twelve? What am I? Sixteen?” That little remark only increased the intensity of the vibrations. “Okay!” I breathlessly whimpered, digging my nails into his arm. I moaned, my chest pressing to his as my eyes watered. “I’ll be home by twelve,” I nodded, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

His large hands lifted, gently cupping my face in them.

His thumb ran over my cheekbone and I couldn’t help my brows drawing together in pleasure as the toy continuously vibrated inside of me.

I opened my mouth to moan, looking down at my trembling legs before he forced my chin up.

“You haven’t gotten my permission to come yet,kjære.”Fuck.

EIGHTEEN

KADEN

Everyone chanted her name as she stood on top of the table, grinding her hips against another girl.

My fists clenched at my sides, noticing every mother fucker in here eyefuckingher. My exhale was sharp when I reached the table she was dancing on.

I watched the other girl’s hands roam all over Dakota’s hips, waist and ass. My jaw was tight.She better not be fucking drunk.

She stood with her back against her friend’s chest while she danced, and I didn’t like the fact that someone else was touching her. Our eyes locked and I couldn’t help the fire coursing through my veins.

Her soft eyes shimmered under the lights, her lips slightly parted and her baby hairs stuck to her forehead. I watched her chest rise and fall, sweat glistening on her exposed cleavage.

My eyes lowered to her stomach, then down to her thighs. My heart hammered when I realized that if she didn’t get off this damn table right now, her skirt would ride up too far.

I reached forward and grabbed her hand—taking her by surprise. Her lips stretched into a smile when she looked down at me.

“Let’s go,” I nodded for her to get off.

“So soon?” she giggled, continuing to dance.

“Yes, Dakota. Let’s go,” I grew agitated and she stopped, looking down at me. She blinked long and hard before taking my other hand as well.

“Oh, so this is the mystery man?” her friend grinned. “Mr. Illegal,” she added in a chuckle.

I had no idea what the fuck she was talking about, but honestly, I didn’t fucking care. All I wanted was to get Dakota out of here.

Carefully, I helped her off the table and pulled the hem of her skirt down, making her hiccup as she looked down at me.

When I stood to my full height, she hid an adorably shy smile behind her hands. “You’re so handsome,” she giggled, lifting both of her hands to cup my face. “Is it already twelve?” she suddenly asked, looking around the crowded dance floor.

My chest rose and fell. “Were you drinking?”

She shook her head and smiled as though she was proud of herself. “Only water.”

I spun her around, resting my hands on her hips as I guided her toward the exit.

“Bye Solace,” she swiftly turned her head, sendingSolacea finger wave. Dakota winked at her, blew her a kiss and she blew one right back.

I pulled her back to my front, with my hands on her waist, to guide her through the house much easier.

We were stopped by one of the guys, looking down at Dakota with confusion. “You’re leaving already? And who is this?” he questioned, seeming irritable.

“This is my—Kaden. This is Kaden,” Dakota hiccuped. “He’s taking me home.”

“Dakota, are you sure?” he hesitated, glancing up at me. “You’ve never mentioned him before, are you sure you’re not drunk and confused?”

She was defensive. “Not drunk, my sweet Asher,” she mumbled, lifting her hands to hold his face in both of her hands but I reached forward, stopping her.