Addicted (Club Destiny #3) Read Online Free PDF

counter. When he returned, he took hers from
her and deposited it beside his.
    Butterflies
erupted in her belly making it hard to breath.
    “Come
here.” He ordered, making Sam’s heart stutter erratically. She loved this side
of Logan – the hardcore, demanding, no holds barred side.
    Her
feet weren’t listening to reason, and apparently neither were her legs because
she was unable to push up from her chair. Still sitting at the kitchen table,
Sam was rooted in place, watching the sexy way he moved, the glimmer of seductive
passion that backlit his beautiful eyes.
    “Alright.
I can take a hint.” He told her as he moved closer, his enormous body looming
over her. “If you want to do this at the kitchen table, I’m all for it.”
    Wait...
what? The kitchen table? Surely he wouldn’t.
    Before
she could inhale – or argue – he lifted her easily and deposited her butt on
the hard wooden surface. He eased between her legs as he lifted her chin so she
had no choice but to look him in the eye. What she saw there lit a flame deep
in her core.
    “What
do you think your punishment should be?”
    Sam
wasn’t sure whether the question was rhetorical or not, but since it was the
second time he’d mentioned it, she was thinking maybe not. What should her punishment
be? It was a really good question and had her mind whirling with the
possibilities.
    “I’m
beginning to think I should take you over my knee.”
    Oh
God !
Surely he wouldn’t! The thought of being spanked was humiliating, but just as
equally arousing. She had never been spanked before.
    “Do
you want me to spank you, Sam?” Logan asked, holding her chin firmly in his
fingers.
    “No.”
She tried to put some insistence in the single word, which was why she was stunned
that it came out sounding more like a question.
    “Are
you sure about that?”
    He
was right to question her because she was questioning herself at the moment.
Did she want him to spank her? Would he really do it if she told him yes?
    “That’s
it.” He said in a tone that heated Sam’s skin from the inside out. “Stand up.”

Chapter Six
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    When
he took a step back, allowing her room to ease down from the table, Sam did
exactly as he said. She couldn’t hide the grin, and when she looked up, she saw
ecstasy shining in the hazel depths of his eyes while a smile tipped the very
edges of his sensual lips.
    Logan
took a seat in the chair she had vacated earlier and put his hands on her hips,
turning her until she was facing him. Sam had to brace herself by placing her
hands on his shoulders. His movements were jerky, as though he were excited,
which she knew he was.
    “Strip.”
    Logan’s
terse voice was like a shockwave to her insides, shaking her up and throwing
her off balance. Was he really going to go through with this?
    “Take
your clothes off, Sam.” He slowly enunciated each word, as though she hadn’t
understood him the first time.
    Oh,
she understood alright. She was just a little on the timid side at the moment.
    With
her back to the living room, facing Logan, Sam sucked in air and a little bit
of courage while she was at it. They played these games frequently, so getting
naked in front of her husband wasn’t unusual. In the kitchen was a little
strange, but not enough to shake her resolve. Apparently she was a little leery
of the promise of punishment. Something he’d never done before.
    Without
further hesitation, Sam slowly disrobed, removing her shoes first, followed by
her jeans and t-shirt. Just to push him a little, she left her panties and bra
on because she knew he would expect them to come off, as well.
    “I
said strip. Since when does that mean you can leave anything on?” Logan asked
pointedly, his heated gaze caressing every inch of exposed skin.
    “Mmmm...
Sorry.” Sam uttered, trying to appear as though she were. “I forgot what you
told me to do.”
    “Is
that so?”
    She
liked taunting him, liked pushing him because