TWENTY-THREE
DAKOTA
With his strong hold, Logan pushed me up against the wall the same time as his lips came crashing down to mine.
My arms stiffened at my side as he pinned me to the wall with his body, his tongue swiping across my bottom lip.
When I parted my lips, his tongue effortlessly slid into my mouth and a groan ripped from my throat. He deepened the kiss, and his fingers tangled in my hair as he tugged my head back.
He pressed his front to mine and his free hand grabbed my waist. Without thinking I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding his body to mine. My nipples grew tight, brushing against his chest and a breathless moan slipped out.
His free hand slipped underneath my dress and brushed against my inner thigh, causing a dangerous heat to grow between my thighs.
Breathlessly breaking the kiss, his hold on my hair tightened so that I looked up directly into his eyes.
I subtly bit my bottom lip, my chest heavily rising and falling. My eyes dropped to his swollen lips and his eyes held a deadly kind of lust. I pulled his hand out from underneath my dress as I squeezed my thighs together, feeling my heart thump.
A grin tugged at his lips as he leaned in and the urge to taste his lips again eats at me while impatiently waiting for him to kiss me again.
He pressed his front to mine and I sucked in a quick breath as a tingling sensation wiggled through my lower stomach. He lifted the back of my thigh, pressing himself harder against me and my clit ached with need for him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, the taunt in his voice echoing in my head. He slipped his hand between my thighs, separating them. “Talk to me,” he said as he leaned in to take my bottom lip between his teeth. He gently tugged it before pulling back slightly to look me in the eyes.
I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out as I stared into his glossy eyes, mischief lurking inside of them.
I shifted in his palm and suddenly a satisfactory feeling shot throughout my body.
“You’re not mad at me?” I asked, looking up at him and he seemed confused by my question.
“Baby, why would I be mad at you?”
“Last night we were interrupted. And then I ended up falling asleep. You weren’t at breakfast this morning either, so I just—” he cut me off with a tender kiss and I couldn’t help but melt under him.
He broke the kiss, shaking his head. “No, I’m not mad at you for talking to your mother, or for going to bed.” He said it as though it was the most ridiculous thing ever and I sighed in relief.
“Really?”
He smiled, pressing his lips to my forehead before nodding. “Yes, really.”
My tensed shoulders immediately dropped and it was as though all my pent up anxiety had vanished.
“Good,” I smiled, throwing my arms around his neck as I pressed my lips to his. I could feel him grinning as he slipped his tongue in my mouth. I lifted myself onto my toes, feeling his fingers tease my clit.
He swallowed my moan and I lifted my leg, wrapping it around him. He pressed himself deeper between my legs and squeezed my ass
He grabbed the back of both of my thighs and lifted me. I locked my legs around his waist, breaking the kiss with a smile. “You have a class now.”
He groaned in disapproval, throwing his head back and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Five minutes.”
Before I was able to process his words, he crashed his lips to mine as he carried me over to his desk.
He gently placed me down, using one hand to loosen his belt. I couldn’t help but run my fingers through his hair as his tongue dominated mine.
He gripped my waist with both hands, pulling me to the edge before pushing my panties to the side. The head of his erection brushed up my wet slit before slowly sliding inside of me, and I broke the kiss, sucking in a heap of oxygen in attempt to adjust to his size.
His fingers curled around my throat, before capturing my lips with his.
He didn’t give me time to adjust before he pushed himself deeper. He pulled out before slamming into me repeatedly, and my hand flew to his forearm as I moaned in pain.
I struggled to kiss him back, and he groaned in disapproval, tightening his hold on my neck.
His thrusts were merciless as my head rolled back. Logan had the perfect combination of gentleness and dominance. The switch is what turned me on the most about him. Just the simple fact that he had no problem dominating me—no matter how much of a sweetheart he was.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer and tighter—earning a satisfactory whimper from him.
He pressed his warm tongue against the side of my throat, licking up to my ear, and I shuddered, feeling tingles erupt in my lower belly.
My eyes fluttered closed as his mouth latched onto my skin.
He sucked—long and hard— and I opened my mouth to moan, clenching around him.
His hand slipped between us and his fingers found my clit, slowly teasing me.
My stomach muscles tightened as he increased his pace, making my head fall back.
“Logan,” I sighed, digging my nails into his arm.
Thankfully, he didn’t stop me, and when my orgasm exploded between us, he slowed down and wrapped his arms around me with a kiss to my temple. These men are going to drive me insane in the best way possible.
* * *
The rain had been pouring outside, and I hugged myself when the thunder clapped as I headed downstairs.
The fire cracked and popped when I entered the living room after my shower to find Kaden typing away on his laptop.
The flames cast a cozy, warm orange glow over the room and I got comfortable on the couch beside him.
He allowed me to rest my feet on his lap as he used one hand to trail his fingers up and down my leg.
I leaned forward, pecking his cheek multiple times and when he turned his head to me I stole a kiss before fighting back a smile.
“What are you doing?” he asked and I shook my head.
“Just watching TV,” I casually said, turning on my favorite show.
He shifted his attention back to his laptop and I couldn’t help but gently run my fingertips down the side of his bicep.
“You’re so strong,” I murmured, before lifting my hand to gently hold onto the back of his neck.
Innocently, I batted my eyelashes at him but he saw right through me. “And tall… and handsome…”
“Not now, I’m working.”
“Yes now,” I insisted, inching closer to him.
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 his stupid work while his hand gripped the inside of my stupid thigh. 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.
“She didn’t say her safe word,” Kaden clarified, eyes glued to his laptop and I chewed the inside of my cheek.
Chase fell back onto the couch, lifting his hips as he sat comfortably.