Man of the House: A Dark Bad Boy Romance

And so I fucked her deeper, rougher. I found her clit with my thumb, rubbing softly as I fucked her deeply. She reached forward and grabbed my ass, pushing me harder, and I responded by pushing my cock hard, deep, fucking her hard and rough.

I reached up and pulled her head toward me, kissing her hard as I fucked her. My cock pressed deep into her, sliding effortlessly as I slammed my cock against her, working our bodies together. She moved her hips, rolling herself against my hard body, taking my big cock deep inside her.

“Clutch, I’m so close,” she moaned. “I’m so close. Oh fuck me. Fuck me harder.”

“I love the way you say my name, girl,” I said, thrusting deep and rough, making her take my cock. But before she could come, I pulled back, grabbing her hips. I pulled her up and put her knees down on the couch cushions, her hands on the back of the couch, her ass up in the air.

She gasped as I took her hips, standing behind her, and pressed my cock deep inside her. I began to fuck her rough like that from behind, slamming my cock inside her tight little pussy. She wanted it rough, so I was going to give it to her rough.

I slapped her ass hard, and she gasped, moaning loudly, gripping the couch. “You fucking like that, girl?” I asked, slapping her ass again.

“Oh my god,” she groaned. “Please. Don’t stop.

I grabbed her hair, tipping her chin back. “That’s right,” I said. “Beg for this cock. I’m going to make you come so hard you can’t breathe. Fucking beg for it.”

“Clutch,” she moaned over and over as I fucked her rough, slapped her ass, pulled her hair. I fucked her mindlessly, pleasure rocking through my body.

I needed to fuck her tight pussy hard and rough, because she took away all that shit with the club and worse. She sucked all that fucking dry as I fucked her like an animal, my cock sliding deep inside her tight, delicious little pussy.

I reached around and began to rub her clit as I fucked her, deep and hard, clean thrusts slapping skin against skin. She tossed her head back, her hips rolling with my pace, riding my cock. She pressed against the back of the couch, shoving her ass back against me, taking my thick cock.

“Oh god, I’m coming,” she moaned. “Oh fuck, Clutch. Fuck me hard.”

I fucked her rough and deep as her whole body tensed. I grabbed her hips and held her hard as I kept fucking her through her orgasm. Her whole body tensed, and she moaned loudly, her hips rocking, writhing against my hard cock. She moaned my name again and again, out of her mind as the orgasm took her.

And that sexy way she said my name just pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t fucking take it anymore as I slammed my cock deep into her tight cunt. I came, filling her up with my cock and my cum, pushing myself deep inside her.

I grunted and groaned as she moaned for me over and over, our bodies rocking together, our orgasms rolling through us.

And slowly, so fucking deliciously slowly, it passed. I slowly slid my cock out and collapsed onto the couch, covered in sweat. We were both panting and breathing deeply from the exertion and the pleasure as she curled up against me, pressing her head against my chest.

“Fuck, girl,” I said. “That pussy. It’s like fucking magic.”

She laughed softly. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

I grabbed her hand gently and kissed her. “Admit I drive you wild.”

“You do. You drive me wild, Clutch.”

“Fucking right I do.”

She put her head back on my chest, and I kept my arm wrapped tightly around her.

Fuck everything else. Fuck what was happening with the club. Fuck Jetter and fuck Larkin. In that moment, sitting on that couch with Janine, all I cared about was her. It was becoming more and more obvious, despite all the danger and all the shit, that I wanted her more than I realized.

And that was the real problem, because now we both had shit against us. The Rebels hated us both, though for different reasons, and not to mention the Snakes that were coming after her.

I pressed her tighter against me. Fuck all that shit. I had to worry about it eventually, but I wasn’t going to give in to it, not for a little while at least.

I kissed her and she kissed me back. And I knew I’d probably regret it, but I felt my cock beginning to stir again already, and I knew I was lost.





25





Janine





I’d never seen a man get hard again so soon after sex.

Clutch was like someone possessed. One second we were sitting there, breathing deeply and enjoying each other’s company, and the next he was kissing me again, his hands exploring me again.

I didn’t know I was able to get so wet again so fast. I didn’t know I could take his big, thick cock so soon after he fucked me rough and savagely, but I could.

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