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Sean
Part of me still can’t believe that Logan’s agreed to be a throuple. The other part is on a thrilling little high. We head to the bedroom, but along the way, Logan lays a firm hand on my arm.
“Evelyn. Go to the room. We’ll be right there.”
Logan nods for me to follow and I do it easily. I’m too thrilled about him being here to defy him.
“What are we doing?” I ask, as Logan grabs a bottle of champagne.
He nods toward the glasses.
“Grab those. I think we should celebrate with champagne and a little bit of…funishment.”
“I need an explanation on that one,” I say.
Logan claps my shoulders on the way back to the room and whispers in my ear. His hot breath and familiar scent make me twitch in my pants.
“Let’s agree to give our little Evelyn a littlefunand‘punishment’tonight.”
“I like where your mind’s at.”
“The first sound of her being bratty, all bets are off.”
Logan smiles, opening the bedroom door slowly.
Behind it, Evelyn stands with all her tan skin on display. She’s completely nude and if I wasn’t so dedicated to fulfilling my dominant needs, I’d be at her feet.
“Evelyn,” Logan says, straight-faced.
“Logan. Sean.”
Forget the bedroom eyes she’s laying on us, her voice is dripping with sex.
“That’s Mr. Frazier and Mr. Klein, to you.” Logan says.
“Evelyn. Pour the champagne,” I say.
“And why should I, Sean?”
Our eyes are beaming, devilish hot coals.
“Looks like we’ve got a brat on our hands, don’t we Mr. Klein?”
“That we do,” Logan says.
I move toward the bedroom window and sit on a chair in front of it.
“Someone is going to get a good spanking.”
Logan’s already got Evelyn’s hands tied in front of her when he walks her over and bends her over my lap. He stands tall in front of us with his arms crossed. He’s towering, watching over us, carefully.
“Evelyn, you’ve been bad.Say it.”
“I’ve been a bad girl,” Evelyn moans, making me rock hard.
I give her a light spank, and she doesn’t even budge. I give her another light spank, and another, and another. It’s not until her cheeks start to turn pink that I lay my hand harder and harder.
“Say it again.”
