As Logan felt an aching stiffness shoot through his body, his grimaced in pain as he gradually opened his eyes to the sight of the front end of his powerful muscle car wrapping itself around a streetlight.
‘What… the… fuck?’ Logan grumbled, wincing in pain as he craned his neck around to get a better view of the damage.
Logan was forty-four, but lived life in the same wild, fun-seeking way as he did in his twenties. It was just who he was, and there was no way and no how that he was ever going to change.
Having fun was part of Logan’s DNA.
Logan Rain was a quintessential Daddy Dom in so many ways. He was big, well-built, and had the kind of raw power that would put ninety-nine percent of the male populous to shame.
Logan was fun loving and enjoyed a party more than most – but when it came to relationships, his desire was to dominate and let his growling, snarling, Daddy Dom side come out to play.
Despite fitting all the classic Daddy prerequisites, Logan hadn’t always fully known he was a natural born Daddy. Growing up, being different wasn’t exactly supported in his household and Logan’s fear of any kind of commitment had also made it basically impossible to find a girl to settle down with.
Sure, Logan fooled around plenty.
Many a Little had presented their peachy butt for Logan to spank and their body for Logan to play with in full Daddy mode. But over the years, this had started to feel like something of an empty pursuit as far as Logan was concerned.
The only problem for Logan was finding a girl who would be able to handle his desire for living life on the edge. Having never settled on a career, Logan had gotten used to living for the moment.
Home was wherever Logan hung his paddle.
But as the years passed, Logan knew deep down that he wanted to settle down and find a girl who he could care for, love, and provide some seriously strict guidance for.
Aside from being a Daddy and having his age play side, Logan had plenty of other kinks too. But the chances of being able to properly explore these with a short-term hookup seemed remote.
Logan knew that if he ever wanted to be able to fully express himself to his absolute truest self then he would need someone to do it with.
And that left one seriously big question…
Who on earth could that girl be?
Was there a girl on the whole West Coast who could handle a Daddy like Logan Rain?
Logan was a loose cannon. Every day was a new adventure, and with adventure came risk. But waking up in a crashed car was extreme, even by Logan’s fast and loose standards.
Instinctively, Logan knew that something wasn’t quite right about this situation. With his mind still blanking on what had gone down, Logan looked up into the rear-view mirror.
There was a graze on Logan’s cheek but other than that, he looked as devilishly handsome as ever. Then, as Logan was running his hand through his naturally streaked blonde and brown hair, he saw a cop car whizz by in the distance.
The cop car was clearly on a mission to get to somewhere else, but it helped Logan bring his own situation into sharp focus.
What the hell am I doing here?
Why can’t I remember anything?
I need to move. I need to move fast…
Logan reached for the car key and unsurprisingly it was still firmly lodged in the ignition. As he turned the key to start the engine, Logan let out a yelp of anguished pain. He was definitely going to need to find somewhere to crash and lie down for a hot moment.
Worse than the jolting pain in his shoulder though was the fact that his trusty muscle car wouldn’t start up.
‘Come on, don’t let me down baby,’ Logan said, a rising frustration in his voice as he attempted a second, then third, time to get the powerful gas guzzling engine up and running. ‘Come on! Come on! Ineedyou to work for me!’
Logan’s biceps were tense with sheer frustration as he let his anger bubble over. This wasn’t good. And what made it worse was that the angrier Logan got, the more painful the sensation in his shoulder felt.
As another cop car passed in the distance, Logan began to feel like it was only a matter of time before his car was spotted. And Logan knew that if he was still inside it, then there would be way too many questions for him to answer.
‘I have to bounce,’ Logan said, an increasing sense of urgency in his voice.
