Logan (Dad Bod Doms #1) - Golden Angel Page 0,37

ever-rising arousal.

Smack!

She rocked forward, desperately trying to rub her pussy against the front of the spanking bench, renewing the tugging on her nipples as Logan continued to spank her.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack!

Heat and need flowed through her, winding inside like a wire being pulled tighter and tighter. Felicity was vaguely aware of people watching them and the sounds of other scenes in the Dungeon, but all of her focus was on what was happening to her, on the riot of sensations simmering inside her.

“Oh, please,” she begged as Logan kept spanking her, the need becoming so demanding, she couldn’t think about anything else. “Please, Sir, I need your cock. Please, please, please…”

Logan

The slow insertion of the plug into Felicity’s resisting ass, followed by spanking her ass a pretty pink had reinvigorated his cock, but it was when she started to beg, his erection became fully fledged. The urgency he’d felt at the beginning of the night was gone, thanks to the blow job, which meant she was going to be in for a long hard ride once he got started.

He doubted she was thinking beyond her need for an orgasm, though.

Ending her spanking with a flurry of short, sharp swats, he quickly undid the front of his pants for the second time that night, gripping his cock and giving it a few quick pumps. Running the sensitive head over the hot cheeks of her ass, hearing her whimper as she squirmed, his cock hardened even further.

Redirecting the head to her pussy, he groaned as he slid up and down the slick folds, coating his cock in her wet heat. Felicity started begging again as she felt him so close to where she wanted him, wriggling and squirming, and making the little jewel in her ass flicker and wink as its facets caught the light overhead.

“Please, Sir, please, fuck me!”

“Good girl,” he said gruffly, grabbing her hip with one hand to hold her still, so he could thrust in hard and fast.

She cried out, clenching around him, the walls of her pussy spasming. Letting go of his cock, he gripped her hips with both hands, pulling back so he could slam all the way home, groaning at how fucking hot and soft she was around his cock. The plug in her ass made her feel tight already, then her muscles tightened even further, massaging him while he held himself inside.

Even though she was restrained, she still managed to buck slightly beneath him, the hot cheeks of her bottom rubbing against his groin. She gasped as his pubic bone pressed down on the base of the plug, pushing it in further.

Savoring the feel of her around him for a long moment, Logan braced himself and started to thrust. Long, hard, steady strokes, retreating until only the head of his cock was still inside of her, then shoving back in all the way with a smooth thrust. Felicity cried out again, squirming under him, clenching and throbbing around him. He could tell she was already close to orgasm and deliberately angled himself, rubbing his cock over her g-spot.

The slick heat of her pussy welcomed him, gripping and releasing as her muscles contracted around him, adding to his growing pleasure. He dug his fingers in, starting to fuck her faster, lifting his hand to add an occasional smack to her ass, making her clench around him every time he did.

They had gathered a small audience, and Logan did his best to ignore them. Voyeurs didn’t bother him, but they didn’t do anything for him, either, except occasionally distract him. He focused on Felicity—her sighs and moans, her body’s responses to him, and her growing passion.

Her cries changed from needy to exultant, her pussy clamping around him with the force of her orgasm.

Fuck, that felt fantastic.

He pounded into her, riding her through the first wave of ecstasy. As her cries began to die down, he slid his hands up along her sides to her breasts. Bending over her, he could feel the jewel on her plug digging into his groin and knew it was being jolted inside her as well.

Seeking out the little clamps on her nipples, he found the levers and opened them, letting them drop to the floor. A moment later, Felicity shrieked as the blood rushed into the tiny buds, and her pussy constricted around his dick all over again.

Felicity

Fuck… oh fuck…

The clamps hurt coming off, the pain splintering through the lingering pleasure of her orgasm, messing with her head. Logan’s warm hands cupped her