Dirty Rowdy Thing Novels & Stories

The second I stood from my chair, every single person around the bonfire noticed. They caught the movement immediately, because apparently privacy did not exist anywhere within a fifty-mile radius of Black Hollow. Rowan leaned back farther in his lawn chair, grinning like a man personally invested in causing public chaos. “Well,” he announced dramatically, his voice carrying over the bass of the music, “this feels historically significant.” “Shut up, Rowan,” Takoda muttered, his jaw setting as his shoulders squared.

The combination of the liquor and his warm body pressed against mine is a combination for trouble. “Oh sir, you better be my husband. Otherwise, he is going to have you carried out of here. He is a really crazy guy.” “Well, good thing I am your husband. Otherwise, I would be swimming with the fishes.” Rowan replies as I laugh. His hands tighten around my hips pulling me closer. “Oh, there is that mafia talk. I tell you it’s always the quiet ones!” I tease. “Is that right? I seem to recall you are in no way quiet yet I can’t seem to get you to lower your tone. Especially when I get you alone Mrs. Merrick.” He whispers.

I asked hopefully. "Nothing that would leave a mark on my face." "Primal play?" "What's that?" "It's quite like role play. Let's say a predator chasing a prey." "Willing to try." "Exhibitionism?" "Like other people watching us?" Rowan and I nodded. Her face was red when she said, "I'll like to try that. I don't want to do anything sexual with any other person though." "Noted." "Neither will I like any of you to sleep with someone else."

The lapdance became something else entirely. In the dim glow of the empty club, amid the velvet chairs and abandoned glasses, Rowan pulled my panties aside. I moaned and threw my head back as he slipped his solid shaft inside. The rest of the world ceased to exist. It was just us—wild, reckless, lost in each other—making the deserted strip club our own private inferno.

"What the hell are you talking about? He was being disrespectful to my girlfriend. He was crossing a line that he knew was there and he was doing it on purpose. That has nothing to do with trusting you. That has everything to do with not trusting him." "It's the same thing!" she yells. "I am a groupie, Rowen. Don't you get it? I have had sex with almost every guy in that room." "Stop," I say quietly. "Dirty, filty, depraved, sometimes voyeuristic sex with almost all of them." "Stop." "Their dick. My pussy. Connecting. Sometimes their dick and my face. Sometimes their dick and my...."

The fuck! There was no man in that video, but no one would care to use their heads. Boy, I have a lot of enemies, and they'll definitely jump at any opportunity to see me fall. Just imagine if someone like me, Rowan Kane, got caught in a gay scandal…. No! I didn't want to think too much about it. That bitch! I wish I could wrap my hands around her neck until she flattens out. “I never expected River to be this bold.” Matt, my best friend, chuckled as he took a sip from the glass in his hands. We were currently in his bar, ‘Groove King’. It was a bar he had inherited from his late father.

But when Matilda ran out, she took the bottle if liquor infront of her and after gulping down a huge quantity of it, she threw it to the wall and the bottle made a shattering sound, breaking into pieces. Lauren growled again in rage, she was loosing her mind. All she ever did was love Ron Diego and for what? To be dumped and replaced by Sarah Waves? Of course not, she was not going to allow it. This wasn't over yet, she was going to fight, she was going to squash the both of them like bugs. *

Stifled moans, the rocky sound of a chair under a sort of pressure that could only be caused by sex, rough sex. Her instinct told her to walk away but then her legs kept moving, closer and closer to the sound until she got to the far end of the wall where there was a window, she looked through and on a table lay a red head, back arched as she matched to the beat of her rider. Isha was frozen for a while as she watched, but not for long because they both stopped abruptly, and two pairs of eyes flashed her way.

“I can't. This…this is too much.” Carson brought his lips to his and gave his a slight kiss. “Relax. It's going to be fine. You'll love this.” Raymond gulped and followed close behind him, feeling shy. he had never imagined in the thirty years of his life that he would come somewhere like this. There were different sexual activities everywhere. There were threesomes, foursomes, and even fivesomes! There were naked and half-naked people everywhere, kissing, fucking, sucking, and moaning.

What is Axel worried about? Axel shakes his head and blows out a breath “ But you didn’t see Speed?” Rowdy shakes his head no. Axel nods and says “ Check out the video.” Rowdy grabs his phone and asks “ What’s the big deal?” before he hits play. He watches the video for about a second before he yells “ What the hell?” He stops the video and places the phone on the table shaking his head. “ Merigold let her leave wearing that?” Rowdy asks. “ Yea, our wife did.” Ace grunts “ What is your problem boys?” Rowdy doesn’t say anything, just slides his phone to Ace. Ace picks it up and hits play. What is the big deal? It can’t be that bad. Can it? “ Fuck. Is that girl trying to start a riot? What is