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He brought his eyes to mine, raising an eyebrow.
“Not your fault, huh?” he asked.
“What?” The word shot out of my mouth. “It’s not an excuse! I mean, there’s a really good chance this thing was just broken out of the box. I was typing on it and thenbam—error screen.”
Without acknowledging my words, Logan stepped over to the computer and tapped a few keys. Nothing happened; the error screen stayed there just as surely as if he hadn’t done anything at all. He then closed the laptop and turned toward me.
“Making a mistake is one thing,” he said. “Making excuses, not owning up to it, that’s another.”
I wanted to speak up for myself and tell him that he was being out of line. But the way he looked at me, the slow steps he took in my direction, made my mouth stay shut.
“What am I going to do with you, Emily?” he asked, continuing toward me. “Ever since I took your virginity on the plane, you’ve been alternating between giving me the cold shoulder or serving up attitude.”
I gasped at the way he brought up what had happened on the plane so directly.
“You know what I think you need?” He stopped right in front of me, gazing down with his electric blue eyes.
“What?” the word came out of my mouth in a whisper.
Logan grinned. With surprising speed, he reached around me and clamped his hands onto my ass, squeezing me tightly. I gasped, my eyes going wide as he pulled me against him, letting me feel his hardness.
“You need discipline.”
His hands still on my ass, Logan leaned in and put his lips on mine, kissing me with intensity and passion, his tongue passing my lips and finding mine. I moaned through the kiss, letting Logan’s touch and scent and everything else cast its spell on me.
After several wonderful, sensual moments, he put his hand on the small of my back.
“Go over to the bed.”
“Why?” I asked with a challenging, teasing tone. “What’s going to happen over there?”
“Discipline. Now, go, unless you want your punishment to be even more severe.”
My pussy was throbbing by this point, soaking through my panties. I stepped over to the bed and prepared to sit.
“No,” he said. “Turn around.”
I did as he asked.
“Take off your pants.”
My eyes on his, I hooked my thumbs underneath the waistband of my sleeping pants and pulled them down. Although I had a simple pair of white hipster panties on underneath, Logan seemed most pleased by what he saw.
“Get onto the bed, on all fours.”
I was totally in the grips of his command, eager to give myself over to him. The smile still on my face, I turned around and climbed onto the bed, sticking my ass out toward him.
“Like this?” I asked, looking back over my shoulder.
“Like that.”
He stepped over to me, placing his hand on my rear and giving it a good squeeze before moving his touch all over mybody, traveling between my legs, taking a moment to tease my pussy through my panties before returning to my ass, a gasp pulling into my lungs as he did.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.” I was ready—ready for everything he wanted to give me.
Logan placed his hand on my right ass cheek, a tingle of anticipation running through me as he prepared to give me the spanking I apparently deserved. I grinned, feeling his hand rise and pull back. Then, with awhooshthough the air, his hand rushed toward my rear and—
