Page 90 of Silk Sheets

“She likes being our come slut,” Chase rasped. “I can feel her tight ass squeezing me.”

I moaned with Kaden deep in my throat.

The little red devil appeared behind Logan’s eyes and his fingers circled my clit even faster. “Look at you,” his taunting tone settled in my core. “Taking all three of us like a desperate bitch in heat.”Oh fuck.

A heavy moan fell from my lips, making my back arch off the bed. My orgasm exploded between us, soaking Logan.

With heavy eyelids I caught Logan’s devious eyes, and pure satisfaction burned behind them.

I sucked Kaden harder until long strings of his come shot down my throat.

He pulled out and with a string of saliva connecting my lips to his tip, pride flickered in his eyes.

Chase and Logan didn’t stop their movements until with one final thrust they filled me up, allowing their come to leak out of my pussy.

When both of them pulled out of me, my body collapsed, melting against Logan.

TWENTY-TWO

DAKOTA

“Logan?” I called out, closing his bedroom door behind myself.

We just had dinner, and while the rest of us gathered in the living room, he disappeared.

Chase had kept his word and talked to the guys about what happened at the party. It didn’t change how disappointed they were in me, and my punishment resulted in no parties whatsoever.

But, based on what happened two weeks ago when they woke me up with mind blowing sex, I think it was safe to say the disappointment didn’t run as deep as I thought.

“You weren’t in your office—are you in the shower? Is that the shower?” I asked, and my hand flew to my eyes. “I’m not looking, I swear,” I called out, with my other arm out in front of me as I felt my way through his room.

“Sure you can come inside,” I heard him say, his voice dripping with sarcasm, and I rolled my eyes, continuing to take slow steps toward where his voice was coming from.

“I just want to let you know that—” I was cut off when my palm landed on something warm, and most importantly, hard. I froze for a second. Then, my hand patted the hard surface. I smirked—my hand still covering my eyes.

“This wall feels…” I trailed off, running my palm down his obviously muscular chest.

“Dakota.”

“Not looking,” I reminded him, and he stepped forward.

“I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Are you kicking me out, chest?” I asked, running my fingertips up and down his washboard abs.

He slipped an arm around my waist, pulling my body up against his, and I was taken aback, feeling him kiss my ear. “I’d never kick you out.”

I smiled, and he peeled my hand from my eyes.

“And you don’t have to cover your eyes.”

I nodded. “I know.”

I placed my hand on his waist, then slid it down to his hip. “Oh. Good. You’re covered,” I sighed, feeling the towel wrapped around his hips.

A flicker of deviance appeared in his eyes before he yanked his towel off, tossing it somewhere. He grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me onto his shoulder.

“Logan!” I couldn’t help but laugh. “We need to catch up—”