Logan (Dad Bod Doms #1) - Golden Angel Page 0,51
her softness. The plug in her ass made for a tight fit, so he couldn’t just bury himself with one thrust. The smaller movements felt fucking fantastic, though, forcing him to move a little slower, her body taking more of his cock with every stroke.
He lowered his head to claim Felicity’s mouth with a kiss, moving with hard, long thrusts, taking his time fucking her. Enjoying it. Savoring it.
Felicity
The thick cock sliding back and forth inside her with slow, sure strokes was driving Felicity wild. Her body clenched around both Logan and the plug in her ass. Wriggling beneath him, she was pinned down by his heavier weight and his hands pressing her wrists into the mattress. She was totally helpless beneath him except for her legs, which she wrapped around him, using them to help cant her hips up to meet his thrusts.
Logan groaned against her lips, moving harder and faster, making her body bounce on the bed. The stinging swats delivered to her bottom had turned into a low ache, but the burn picked up again as her ass bounced against the mattress. His cock drove into her, a pounding rhythm that left her gasping when his lips finally left hers, no longer able to maintain the contact.
“Oh, fuck… Logan…” The words came out as a breathy whisper. Her pussy buzzed with the oncoming orgasm, spasming as he fucked her harder, leaning into her as he buried his cock, over and over again. “Fuck… Logan…”
“You feel so good… Felicity… oh, fuck, baby, that’s it, take my cock…”
Her entire body clamped down, muscles tightening at the filthy words. She bit her lip against crying out, the struggle to stay quiet, actually adding to the sensations pulsing through her, adding a dash of forbiddenness.
“Oh, fuck…” Logan groaned again, his hips grinding against hers. She arched beneath him, gasping and barely keeping back her cries as ecstasy bloomed. He rocked, rubbing against her clit and sending her soaring, his grip tightening on her wrists as his cock throbbed inside her with mutual rapture.
They were both panting for breath when his weight eased onto her, slowly crushing her into the bed in the best way possible as his cock softened inside her. Felicity loved having his weight on her—always had.
She sighed happily.
Who knew how a few months could change things? It wasn’t just the maintenance spankings, although those helped, but the changes Logan had made around the house had stuck. Felicity didn’t feel so overwhelmed all the time. Logan was more involved with her and the kids than ever, and they made sure to carve out time for themselves. Trish and Marie were happy to take the kids every other month for a weekend, and between, they had their regular babysitter and the nights after the kids were asleep.
Even her protective besties had decided he’d made up for being a total jerk.
Stroking her fingers over his back, Felicity sighed happily. Logan turned his head toward her and pressed his lips against her cheek.
“I’m not crushing you, am I?”
“Only in a good way,” she said, hugging him more tightly. She didn’t want him to get up just yet. “You’re the perfect weight on top of me. My Dad Bod Dom.”
He laughed and groaned at the same time.
“You’re not going to let that go, are you?”
“Nope.” She was going to hold on tight to it, just like she was to him, and live happily-ever-after with her Dad Bod Dom.
Epilogue
September - Logan
The campground air was clear and warm, and the beer cold and crisp. Being back here felt good. Much better than it had the year before when he’d felt like he was running away from his problems. He’d left the house secure in the knowledge, Felicity was happy to be there and didn’t feel overwhelmed.
Two weekends ago, she’d gone on a trip with Anita and Tania to some bed and breakfast out in the country, where they’d had a spa day and gone on a wine tour. She’d come back refreshed and relaxed. It hadn’t been too bad for him either since Trish and Marie had come to help with the kids on Saturday during the day, and he’d hired a babysitter for Saturday night, so he could go out and have a beer with some of the guys from work. Felicity would be doing the same this weekend while he was away.
The other Dad Bod Doms looked a lot more relaxed and a lot happier too. Ray had lost the gut he’d been