Page 95 of Silk Sheets

Before he was able to speak, Logan walked in, drenched from head to toe and my eyes grew wide.

“What happened?” I asked in disbelief.

He loosened the buttons of his white dress shirt as he spoke. “An elderly woman had a flat tire,” he explained, peeling his shirt from his body and I couldn’t help but admire him for a brief moment. “The cars weren’t stopping for her so I had to pull over,” he loosened his belt.

“How chivalrous,” I smiled in awareness and he chuckled before leaving the room and heading upstairs for a shower.

I reached forward, moving Kaden’s laptop next to him before I straddled his lap—taking his face in both of my hands.

“Fuck me or I’m getting on my knees for Logan in the shower.”

“Don’t give me an ultimatum,” he dropped his voice a few octaves lower as he pulled my hands from his face.

“I just did.”

“Get up, Dakota,” he ordered and I swallowed hard. I stood in front of him and he tugged my belt, allowing my silk robe to fall open. “Take it off.” I did as he said, and let my robe to fall to the floor. “Now, take your panties off.”

With a racing heart, I slowly gripped the sides of my panties, pushing it down my thighs until it eventually dropped to the floor.

He patted his lap. “Lay down.”

I laid across his lap, feeling him grab my wrists. He held them against my back before his palm collided with my bare ass cheek once and I groaned, fisting my hands.Oh my—

His palm landed on my ass again and I pressed my face into the pillows, suppressing a moan. “Kaden,” I sighed, arching my back.

“Quiet.” His voice was low and rough like a command. He smacked my ass harder and I whimpered into the pillow.That hurts.

Each time his palm collided with my skin it was harder than before—rougher.Oh, fuck. I pushed my face into the pillow, squeezing my eyes shut.

My moans and cries got louder with each smack as I writhed underneath him but his strong hold on my wrists didn’t waver.Not once.

After ten painful hits, a tear trickled down my face and he soothed my skin with a gentle caress. I was certain my ass was red with his hand imprinted on it.

“Are you done misbehaving?” he asked, giving my ass cheek a squeeze and I winced, the sting burning through my skin.

“Yes,” I choked out, quietly sniffling.

“Don’t upset me again, Dakota,” he warned as he let go of my wrists.

“Don’t blame me if I made a mess all over your pants,” I mumbled under my breath so that he didn’t hear, and placed both hands on the side of my head as I lifted myself.

I slowly sat back down—wincing—and he took my face in his hands, wiping away my teardrop with his thumb.

I turned my face away from him as I reached for my robe, slipping it back on.

I rested my back against the couch, crossing my arms over my chest and he continued with hisstupidwork while his handgripped the inside of mystupidthigh.He wouldn’t let me leave. It felt like ‘sit here and think about what you did.’

Another tear trickled down my cheek as Chase entered, a look of concern on his face.

“What happened, are you okay?” he asked, shrugging off his suit jacket and throwing it over the couch.

I nodded, wiping my cheek on my shoulder.

“Show him,” Kaden gave my thigh a little squeeze.

I wanted to protest and say no but I’ve seen what happens when I don’t obey him, and my ass was far too sore for any more punishment. And well, I was not wrong about him being strong.

I stood, turning my back to Chase as I lifted my robe.