Logan (Dad Bod Doms #1) - Golden Angel Page 0,33

the scene. The man next to Logan turned and caught Logan’s questioning gaze. His eyes dropped to Logan’s wrist, where the visitor bracelet was clearly visible.

“Scene is basically over,” the man said, tilting his head at Gavin and his sub. “He’ll tease her for a few minutes, then he’ll get her off the frame and take her back to his office. He never fucks in public.”

Well, that was disappointing.

At least there were plenty of other scenes to watch. She was already looking around for more as Logan thanked the other man and moved his hand back up to her neck.

Logan

Leading Felicity through the club, Logan stopped at several scenes he thought would appeal to her—all impact play, and one where the Dom was already fucking his sub from behind as he spanked her. His wife’s eyes were becoming more and more glazed, stiff nipples rubbing against her negligee, and she had become incapable of keeping still while they were watching. Which, of course, meant he ordered her to do so.

“Stop wiggling around, baby, or I’m not going to let you watch anymore,” he murmured in her ear. Not that he was helping. With the buffet of visual stimulation, he couldn’t keep his hands off her.

Felicity let out a little growl, but she stilled. He knew it wouldn’t be long before she started squirming and wriggling again—he was counting on it. Watching other couples who were more interested in watching the scenes than taking part in them had given him an idea. If he didn’t work off some of his own arousal, his scene with Felicity was going to be embarrassingly short…

As soon as she started squirming again, Logan let her wiggle for a few long seconds before his fingers pressed into the sides of her throat, and she stopped, eyes going wide.

“On your knees, bad girl.”

Felicity dropped immediately. There was no one standing in front of them, so merely having her kneel didn’t actually impede her ability to watch. Undoing the front of his pants, Logan pushed back a grin when her eyes lit up with understanding and frustration. Freeing his cock from the tight confines of his pants, he almost sighed with relief as he wove the fingers of one hand through her hair while gripping the shaft with his other, aiming it for her mouth.

“Open up, Felicity,” he said sternly, suppressing his amusement. He used his hand to pull her head forward as her lips opened and thrust his cock into the warm, wet heat of her mouth. Closing his eyes for a moment, he savored the sensation of her tongue rubbing along the underside of his dick and the way she sucked as he pushed in deeper.

Letting go of his cock and opening his eyes, he put both of his hands on her head and began a slow, steady thrusting between her lips. He watched the pretty sight for a moment, enjoying watching her flushed cheeks hollow, the wet shaft of his cock every time he pulled back before thrusting forward again, and the hot arousal in her eyes. Keeping his movements deliberately slow, he looked up to watch the couple in front of them.

The Dom was using a paddle on his submissive’s ass, and every couple of swats, he would pause and press a vibrator to her clit. From the way she was tugging and pulling at the restraints securing her to the spanking bench, it was clear the combination was driving her wild. Felicity had been fascinated by the scene, but now, she wouldn’t be able to do more than listen to the sub’s pleas and cries, which would likely send her imagination into overdrive.

Groaning, Logan began to move a little faster, although he did his best to hold back, wanting to savor the feeling of using his sweet wife’s mouth. All the while, she was doing her best to give him the best goddamn blowjob of his life, probably hoping she’d be able to watch again after. Her hands found their way to his thighs and began creeping up until she reached his balls, which immediately tightened when she cupped them.

Moving a little harder, a little faster, Logan thrust deeper into her mouth. He could feel when she began to choke a little and sensed her fighting the impulse, so she could take more of him. Knowing how hard she was trying to please him, always turned him on even more.

His hands tightened in her hair, and even though he was still looking at