Logan (Dad Bod Doms #1) - Golden Angel Page 0,20

it a few quick hard strokes as he brought his other hand down on her upturned ass. The pressure was enough for a brief jolt of pleasure before he took his hand away, not yet ready to end her spanking.

The light pink hue covering her bottom was not perfectly matched, there were a few darker splotches here and there, where his blows had overlapped, but it was close enough—time to up the heat level.

SMACK!

She cried out, rocking forward slightly from the impact, her flesh rippling where his hand had landed. The combination of pain and pleasure in her voice made his balls tighten, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to stay off her much longer.

Which meant he needed to get his swats in before he lost his patience.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Felicity

The hard slaps raining down on her already sensitized skin made Felicity rock forward, her nipples rubbing against the fabric of the comforter, stimulating the little buds. It was why she’d dropped her upper body down. She loved the feeling of her nipples being rubbed while she was spanked, and it had been so long, she’d almost forgotten how intense the combination could feel. Or maybe it felt so intense because it had been so long…

It didn’t really matter.

All that mattered were the sensations rioting through her body, sizzling along her nerve endings, driving her wild.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Stinging pain, heat, then a rush of pleasure.

It hurt, it always hurt, but it was followed by such a tumult of arousal and increasing rapture, she craved it. Especially when Logan was spanking her purely for their enjoyment.

A flurry of hard swats on her sit spots, right next to her pussy, left her breathless, the initial sting flaring like an inferno, then changing to pure pleasure. It was a fucked-up kinky alchemy that always left her reeling.

Logan’s cock thrust into her from behind, hard and fast. She was wet enough, he could bury himself fully, stretching her inner muscles and making her cry out as his body slapped against her stinging cheeks. Fingers dug into her hips, holding her tightly in place as he rode her. She could tell from how hard his cock was, how rough his thrusts were, he was already on the verge of losing control.

Her pussy tightened around him, gripping, spasming, as the sensations began to splinter inside of her. Exquisite agony sliced her, every stroke of his cock, sending her reeling higher, then his body would slam against her chastised bottom, and pain spiked through the ecstasy, enhancing it by contrast.

Felicity screamed into the mattress beneath her as the rapture of her orgasm crashed into her. Logan thrust harder, sending her soaring with the hot friction of his cock, moving back and forth inside her, his body smacking against hers, balls slapping her clit. She pulsed, the waves of pleasure shattering her apart with aching euphoria.

Logan buried himself, the rigid length of his cock unyielding against the muscles clenching around it, throbbing against them as he emptied himself inside her. Shuddering, her muscles went weak as her orgasm released all the tension from her body, leaving her feeling floaty.

Collapsing onto the bed, Logan came down on top of her, like a big, heavy, snuggly blanket. Felicity smiled, her eyelashes fluttering, and her body humming with happiness. That had been everything she wanted and more.

Chapter Five

Logan

“How do you two feel about staying with Aunt Trish and Aunt Marie for a weekend?” Logan asked.

He’d made the effort to get ready a little faster than usual, instead of taking his time, so he could eat with the kids and Felicity before she had to leave. It was definitely worth it. While he hadn’t been able to take his time the way he’d gotten used to doing, the expression on Felicity’s face when he’d come into the kitchen had more than made up for that. The kids had perked up too, clearly happy with his presence at the breakfast table, as well as intrigued by the change.

“This weekend?” Oliver asked around a mouthful of pancakes.

“No, in a few weeks.”

“Okay,” Oliver said with a shrug. Althea was too busy blowing bubbles in her milk to really notice. He and Felicity exchanged glances. Likely, when the time came, it wouldn’t be that easy, but Trish and Marie were going to come over during the weekends between now and the trip, so it wouldn’t be a total shock for the kids.

“I have to go,” Felicity said, getting up. “Thanks for joining us.” She