Logan (Dad Bod Doms #1) - Golden Angel Page 0,50

have to work overtime?” It wouldn’t be the end of the world, but it certainly wouldn’t be fun for either of them.

“Nope.” Logan’s smile turned a little wicked. “We finally managed to convince him to ask Candice why we couldn’t finish the ticket. He didn’t want to ask her.”

Felicity snorted. She’d met Logan’s manager before—not a woman to mess with. In fact, Felicity wouldn’t be surprised if she was a Domme. If she wasn’t, she’d make a good one. She could be scary as hell when anyone messed with her team.

“All hail the Data Queen,” Felicity said, which was what Logan and the rest of the team called her.

“Exactly, but I’m beat. There were a lot of tickets today.” He stretched. “Give me five minutes, and I’ll be in to help.”

“I’ve got this if you want to take longer than that,” she said sympathetically.

Logan shook his head. “I appreciate it, but I’ll be good to go in five.”

“Okay.” She leaned over, tilting her head back, silently asking for another kiss, which Logan was happy to drop on her lips.

“Ew,” said Oliver.

Felicity giggled and pulled away. Giving her a wink, Logan walked back into the living room, and she heard him sigh and the couch creak as his weight settled onto it. Still smiling, she looked down at the kids.

“Okay, who wants to help butter some bread to toast?”

“Me!”

“Me!”

Two Months Later - Logan

“Ho, ho, ho… who is the naughtiest girl in all the land?”

Giggling madly, Felicity flipped her hair over her shoulder, coyly peering back at him.

“Oh, I’m sure it couldn’t be me, Santa. I’ve been such a good girl.”

Smack!

Logan’s gloved hand slapped against his wife’s upturned naked bottom. The Santa suit he was wearing was making him sweat a little, but he didn’t care. This was fun. The term ‘maintenance spanking’ sounded kind of boring, but he and Felicity had discovered they were anything but. Hell, it was usually his favorite part of the week, and he thought the same might be true for her.

It was a little piece of time carved out for the two of them, where they connected intimately, where he had total control and she gave all of hers up, then they usually ended up fucking like bunnies afterward. There had been a few times when they’d cuddled instead, but mostly, it was almost like having a scheduled night for hot, dirty sex.

Logan had no complaints.

They’d decided to spice things up with a bit of role play after he bought a Santa suit to surprise the kids this year.

“Do you know what Santa does to liars, Miss Felicity?” he asked, rubbing the spot he’d just spanked, his fingers brushing against the base of the plug securely lodged in her ass.

“Gives them a candy cane?” she asked, still with an air of innocence, her body wriggling enough to press against his rock-hard cock.

“Exactly.” He raised his hand.

Smack!

“But only after she’s taken her punishment.”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Felicity pressed her face against the mattress to stifle her moans. So far, they’d only had one coitus interruptus from the kids this month, and they’d really like to keep it that way. They’d never been so noisy, they’d woken the kids, but still… better safe than sorry.

Felicity’s ass was turning a nice bright pink, hot to the touch, and she was starting to move her hips, trying to grind the front of her mound against his thigh. This week’s spanking was purely for fun, although she occasionally asked for a harder one when she’d had a rough week at work. No need for that right now, which meant the bright pink was the perfect color, and Logan didn’t need to wait any longer.

With a groan, he pulled Felicity up and flipped her onto her back. She squeaked, breasts wobbling before he rolled on top of her, shoving down the loose elastic waistband of his pants. He’d never bothered to do up the front of the coat, so it was easy enough for her to push off of his shoulders before he grabbed her wrists and wrapped his fingers around them.

“That feels a lot bigger than a candy cane, Santa,” she said as his cock nudged at her pussy.

Logan almost cracked but just managed to keep his composure.

“But it’s twice as sweet, baby.”

He shoved in, and whatever response she might have planned was lost to a moan as he buried himself in her sweet pussy. Her wrists pressed against his palms, but he easily held her down, hips thrusting as he worked into