not to laugh. Looking down at the two little faces shining up at her, she smiled. “Well, let’s go then, and all of us can help Daddy make dinner.”
Logan
Collapsing on the bed, Logan listened to the monitor as Felicity put the kids down for the night, taking over his usual duties, thank God.
It wasn’t that he had it easy, really, which was probably why he felt as though he’d been putting forth a fair amount of effort, but he hadn’t realized how much harder Felicity’s days were. Just the amount of time she went without a break had completely wiped him, and she did it every day. Somehow, he’d forgotten that, or maybe hadn’t really let it sink in. He wasn’t going to be taking that for granted again.
When Felicity appeared at the door of their bedroom, she smiled a little tentatively when she saw him lying there. He extended his arm out along the mattress, inviting her to come in.
“Hey, wife.”
“Hey, husband.” Crawling onto the bed, she snuggled into his side, resting her head on his arm. Rolling toward her, Logan wrapped his entire body around her, hugging her head and squishing her against him, making her giggle.
“I am so sorry,” he said, sighing. Damn, she felt good nestled against him. “Last night, all I thought about was how I felt and what I wanted. It was a shitty thing to do.”
“I’m sorry, too.” She rubbed her nose against his chest through his shirt, tickling the hairs. “I shouldn’t have blown up the way I did. And I should have talked to you forever ago that I was feeling overwhelmed, although I honestly didn’t realize how bad it was until I blew up.”
“I should have been more thoughtful, so you didn’t get overwhelmed. Leaving you alone with the kids for a weekend, then expecting you to pick up my slack after I got home, and ignoring that you were asking for something you needed, all at the same time… I deserved to be blown up at. You sure as hell got my attention.”
Felicity giggled a little, snuggling closer to him. His body responded—of course, it did when his soft, sexy wife was rubbing herself against him. Logan tried to shift his hips away from her, sure she wouldn’t be in the mood for shenanigans, but Felicity pressed herself closer, tipping back her head, so she could look at him.
Tilting his head, Logan raised his eyebrow. “Oh, really?”
Impishly, she wrinkled her nose at him, eyes sparkling. “Yes, Sir.”
He went from fighting a growing hard-on to fully erect so fast, it was almost painful. Groaning, his grip tightening on her. Bending his head, he took her lips with a kiss, rolling her onto her back with him on top. She arched against him, her thighs spreading, so he could nestle between them. Forearms braced on either side of her to keep from her, Logan rocked his hips, and Felicity sighed against his lips.
His initial impulse was to strip her down and plunge in, but…
If it had been a long time since they’d had sex, it had been an even longer time since he’d done more than the bare minimum to get both of them off. They weren’t set up for kink right now, but he could definitely do better than a race to the finish line, even with a sore back. If he was going to be a Dad Bod Dom, he needed to work on making the ‘Dom’ part happen.
Shifting slightly, he reached up to grasp her wrists, pulling them away from his neck and pushed them down to the bed on either side of her head, pinning her down. He felt her small gasp and the little tremor that went through her and knew he’d made the right choice.
Felicity
Oh my.
Felicity had already been feeling frisky, although if she was honest, she’d been craving the intimate contact and reassurance from Logan more than the sex, and being pinned to the mattress sent a shot of electricity straight through her core. There were plenty of times when she didn’t feel sexy anymore or was worried she wasn’t as attractive as she used to be, but when Logan was on top of her like this, dominating her with his body, she felt like his sweet, sexy little submissive again.
His fingers tightened around her wrists, making her whimper, and she automatically tried to push them up, just to see if she could. When she found she couldn’t budge him a single inch, her